Riders of the Mist

In the dim dusk they come
 There's nowhere to run
 The mist is a tide
 And on it they ride
 Six shooters burst
 Death kills their thirst
 They're coming to grind
 Your treacherous kind
 When wrong has been done
 With the mist they will come
 So when horses you hear
 Look to the hill
 They are forsaken
 'till vengeance is taken
 They are riding to kill
 And find you they will
 Riders of the mist
 With fury they ride
 There's nowhere to hide
 In justice they deal
 There is no appeal
 A bloodthirsty path
 Vengeance and wrath
 In death they will deal
 The wronging to heal
 The corpses will scatter
 Under hooves they will splatter
 The guilty will fall
 Still they ride tall
 And after the kill
 They ride to the hill
 In the mist they will hide
 To glory they ride