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The Rider

from The Rider by Blackwood Overdrive

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It’s barren, a desert of the dead
A thousand miles lie behind with infinite ahead
There’s nothin’ for him - but he won’t turn around
Hasn’t passed a living thing, and none shall be found

He rides on
Through burning hills with blistered wheels
He’ll pierce the scorching sun
He rides on

Decrepit, ruined beyond repair,
Torrid and marred with carcases, a wasteland of despair,
There’s nothin’ for him and he won’t turn around
Hasn’t seen a living sight, heard a living sound

His stare pierces through the bitumen
Tearing asphalt down to rubble, stone and dirt
He bores ahead with possessed conviction,
Oh he rides - yeah he rides

He rides on
Through burning plains with blistered veins
He’ll pierce the scorching sun
He rides on and on and on
Through endless death, to his last breath
The Rider rides on and on and on

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from The Rider, released April 30, 2018

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Blackwood Overdrive Brisbane, Australia

Subverting highway Rock'n'Roll, by way of the origins of doom, with stories inspired by King's Dark Tower.

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