Lyrics 3 Inches of Blood

3 Inches of Blood

Ride Darkhorse, Ride

“He’s coming! The Darkhorse is coming!”

He rides back in York

He won’t leave without his axe

Across the ice, alongside the ghost

His screams are black as dark as night

The taste of blood along his lips

(We are riding, across)

(We are riding, across)

Oh... go!

You go without my body again

Dark horse, dark horse

Ride, dark horse, ride

Dark horse, ride!

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride!

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Ride dark horse, ride

Forever