Riders Made of Smoke

I saw ‘em ridin’ on the horizon, Shapes of men carved outta night. No flesh, no breath, no mercy — Just fire where their bones ignite.

They came from storms I once survived, From roads I prayed to outrun. Every ghost I’d left behind me Now rose to see what I’d become.

But I ain’t fearin’ what I buried — I’m the one they should’ve feared.

Riders made of smoke, Comin’ for the man I used to be. Their shadows try to drag me back, But I stand where they can’t breathe. If the past wants war tonight, Let it know I won’t be broke — I’ve outlived every ghost that rides With the riders made of smoke.

I’ve walked through towns that whispered warnings, Through nights that swallow weaker men. But I’m the storm they didn’t reckon, The sinner who won’t break again.

Their hands reached out like dying fires, Tryin’ to claim the life I burned. But I lit a blaze beneath my anger, And watched the darkness take its turn.

If memory wants to haunt me — Let it stand right where I stand.

Riders made of smoke, Born from the sins that shaped my skin. They circle like the end is near, But I don’t bow to where I’ve been. If the night wants to reclaim me, Let it ride in every ghost — I’ve survived too many storms To fear riders made of smoke.

Ohh… Every sin I carried rises… Ohh… Every scar becomes a crisis… But a man who lived through fire Learns the dark no longer frightens.

Riders made of smoke, You can chase me through the black — But this heart was built from iron storms, And I ain’t ever ridin’ back. Let the past burn up behind me, Let the night choke on the choke — I ride free, I ride unbroken Past the riders made of smoke.

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