I ride along down the open road
The dust trails, to the east
The cooling breeze upon my skin
But that is just a dream
The lizards camouflage
My mind stuck in mirage
Then the heat-wave falls on me
A desert of reality
I hear the voice inside
Announcing that I have arrived
To the town held in my dreams
But something doesn't sit
Because the people they are afraid
Of the chilling naïveté
They want their town
The sheriffs' growing old
The people they turn to me
Outsiders obsolete
They call me the one
The one to put out the fire
As their horses' riding in
People hide inside the saloon
The clock draws to High Noon
Just look at me now
Watch these men, as they ride
See each face, those demon eyes
They draw near, tremble with fear
Look upon the one, oh you'll see
He'll bring peace to everyone
From a barrel of a gun
Fight a foe, die if you're slow
I chose not to watch, oh he's mad
As he walks along the mighty face
Of the heat-stroked granular sand
Whispered tension grows, across the barren land
Spectators stop and stare
Now the day begins to fade
Driven by a nail biting tune
Silence as the crow flies past, but who is doomed?
On this showdown at High Noon
On this showdown at High Noon
On this showdown at High Noon
Courage builds, now I step in
With the Code Duello, we form the ring
Perpetual stares, ascending hairs
The good, the bad, the mad
We all face off with our fate in our own hands
No
Lock and load, turn around
Guns they blow, fall on the ground
The patient one, now cocks his gun
The Smith 'n' Wesson sings
Oh the bells, oh now they ring
Into the sunset