Blood on my hands
Haven
Just a weapon
Revenge
My love
Wind
A dark soul
The wind is calling
I will do anything
Tired
Hunted soul
Posse
Just a boy
Don't start running
The chase
Dreams
Rip out my heart
Fight
Mother
I want to live
Mirror
The beast within
Tonight I died
Tears in the rain
Right to live
Responsible
I'm writing this
in my cell.
I only have a few days
left to live.
What did I do
with my life?
Could I have done
something different?
I don't want to die,
I'm too young.
I have so much
left to give.
If I only could
be free again.
Ride like the wind
through the desert.
What am I thinking?
It's only fantasies.
But maybe if I...
Yes, that's how!
I have blood on my hands,
I can't deny that.
But I never killed for fun
no matter what they say.
What I did I did for justice
even if I was an outlaw.
I had to revenge the killing
of the man who loved me like a son.
With my six-shooter
I took many lifes.
But now I want to
put down my guns.
But I can't do that,
they won't let me.
The moment I lay down my guns
I will be killed.
I don't want to die yet,
I want to grow old
and die a free man.
But I know that's impossible.
I've lived by the gun,
now I have to die by the gun.
I only pray that I will
go down fighting.
I'm not afraid to die,
but I don't want to die yet.
I know Death can spare the ones
who isn't afraid of him.
I can be your best friend,
or your worst nightmare.
You just have to choose
which side you are on.
If you are a friend
I will protect your life.
If you are an enemy
I might take your life.
I know I'm hunted by many,
but I'm tired of running.
Please give me a haven
so that I can rest.
A place where I
can feel safe.
A place with peace
and without fear.
I feel the hate
burning in my veins.
And I don't know
how to stop it.
The dead must be revenged
and I'm their weapon.
I strike upon their murderers
like an eagle from the sky.
Why call me a murderer?
The Bible says
eye for an eye.
That's what I'm doing.
They say I will burn in hell
for what I have done.
I should go to heaven
since I only follow the Book.
One day we'll see who's right.
When my body rests in the earth
my spirit will take to flight
to the shining moon above.
When I look back now
I don't regret a thing.
I only did
what I had to do.
In these times
justice was dead.
I couldn't tolerate that,
so I made my own justice.
I tried to break
the corrupted politicians.
But they were too strong,
even for me.
Instead I became
a hunted man.
I had a large reward
on my head, dead or alive.
The poor people loved me,
the rich hated and feared me.
They knew I could stand
on their porch one day.
And I promise I will someday.
Their time will soon come.
We will all die,
but they will die before me.
I'm caught by you,
trapped in your heart.
This is a prison I don't
want to escape from.
You will always be there
when I need help.
When my memories haunt me
you are there to help me.
Nothing can come between us,
not even Death.
When I die,
I'll still live in your heart.
I can take off my guns
when I am with you.
When I'm in your arms
I can feel safe.
I want to live with you
for the rest of my life.
But I know I don't have
much time left to live.
I wish I was like the wind.
No one could catch me then.
I would be free and alive
and I would never die.
I would be as strong
as the wild hurricane.
Nothing would stop me,
not even slow me down.
But I'm only human
with a mortal soul.
But my heart is as wild
as the wind in the desert.
As a human I can die
by a gun or knife.
The wind can also die,
but it always returns.
When I'm dead and turned to dust
I hope the wind catches me.
So that I for once can feel
what it's like to fly.
It feels like I'm lost
in the darkness of my soul.
Who can send me the light
to shine on my path?
I need to see the light
at the end of this tunnel.
A tunnel with violence
and death everywhere I go.
I don't want to fight anymore,
I want to lay down my guns.
The war is over and I lost,
but I don't want to die now.
I need and pray for a saviour
to take me away from this.
I want to start a new life
and forget my dark sins.
But I don't know if I can
leave this old life.
Many people want to stop me
and I think they will some day.
The wind is calling to me:
"You shall die."
It fills me with fear,
I'm not ready to die.
I pray to God
to give me more time.
But will He listen
to a young outlaw?
I know I'm not good,
people call me evil.
But they shouldn't blame me
for what's happened.
There's a bullet out there
with my name on it.
When it finds me
my life will be over.
I will stay away
as long as I can.
But I can't hide forever,
some day they will find me.
There is something
in the air tonight.
I fear that my life
soon will be over.
But I have come this far,
I'm not ready to give up.
But there is nothing
I wouldn't do for a friend.
Even if he wants my life,
then so be it.
I will give him my life,
if that will save him.
Pat and I are friends
but something changed.
Now he is a hunter
and I'm his prey.
I think he's here tonight,
I can feel it.
Now my empty words
can turn into an action.
I'm so tired of this,
this way of living.
But there is no way out,
except maybe one.
But I'm not ready
to take that way yet.
I want some more time
before I walk the final road.
I've seen many friends die
and enemies too.
I'll know Death
when I see him.
I can feel him around me,
he is always near.
Just waiting for the time
to take me away.
I won't be afraid
when my time comes.
I will be able to rest
and finally sleep in peace.
Leave me alone,
just go away.
Stop following me,
please, I beg you.
The ghosts are always there,
they won't leave me.
Wherever I go,
they are in my head.
Crying for revenge
for what I've done.
But I can't change
the time that's been.
Both the living and the dead
are hunting me.
I can hide from the living,
but I can't escape the dead.
They want my soul
as payment for their lives.
I can't stop them,
they'll get it some day.
You don't know
what it feels like
to have a posse
on your tail.
To ride for your life
every single day.
They'll hunt you
day and night.
They only want
the money for your head.
Greed is what drives them,
not justice.
They will bring you down
at any cost.
It's very hard
to escape them.
If they catch you,
your life isn't worth much.
These blood-thirsty men
will kill you over any excuse.
So don't get into
the trouble I'm in.
Then the bounty-hunters
will look for you too.
They say I'm just a boy,
but they are wrong.
I left that stage
a long time ago.
Boys don't kill people.
They're not wanted by the law.
They don't have to revenge
the death of a friend.
Boys have mothers to comfort them,
when they are hurt or sad.
I have to heal all my wounds
by myself.
I had to grow up very fast
the day my mother died.
My childhood ended there
and I was no longer a boy.
I wish I could be
one of them again.
To turn back time
and get my life back.
Don't ever start running,
then it will never end.
I made that mistake
and now there's no way out.
Everyone has turned against me
for the money on my head.
Money can make a man forget
old friends and loyalties.
I can't trust anyone,
not even old friends.
The only ones I believe in
are myself and Death.
Don't make my mistake,
don't be too fast to pull the gun.
Even if you win that fight,
you will lose the war.
Some envy my freedom,
but I have many chains.
I can't break loose,
it's too late now.
Once there was a time
when I could have stopped.
But now it has gone too far,
there's no way out.
I can't return home,
because I have no home.
If that's freedom,
I don't want it.
Living the outlaw-life
isn't funny anymore.
But it's all I got left,
so I can't quit.
This life in freedom
has become my prison.
Not for my body
but for my soul.
The wind touches my face.
It's not a cold wind,
it's warm and dry,
like the sand beneath me.
I try to escape my followers.
My heart is pounding,
the air is burning in my lungs.
I can't run anymore.
I could make a stand here,
but I'm too tired.
I only want to sleep,
to make them go away.
There's nowhere to hide,
should I surrender?
No, then they would kill me,
I have to keep running.
I long for the night,
who is my friend.
In the dark shadows
I will disappear.
Day turns to night,
hot becomes cold.
Shadows get taller,
lonliness feels larger.
My head is heavy,
my mind less sharp.
My eyes start to close,
I can't fight it anymore.
The fire is burning out,
it's almost completely dark.
An owl is howling
somewhere in the distance.
I'm lucky the hunters
don't prey at night.
I'm safe til tomorrow,
when the chase begins again.
My mind drifts away
into the sea of dreams.
That's the only place
I can be happy.
You can do what you want.
You can rip out my heart
and step on it.
I will never surrender.
Kill me if you want,
but I would come back.
I will haunt your dreams
like a nightmare.
I belong in the West,
you can't drive me out.
I will never leave
the land of New Mexico.
I will be an immortal,
a legend for all time.
If you kill me now,
my glory will be larger.
You can never win,
always remember that.
The killer will be remembered,
the lawman forgotten.
The guns are blazing,
gunsmoke fills the air.
I hear screams
from the wounded.
The smell of blood
fills my lungs.
I see dying friends
lying on the ground.
Bullets fly all around me,
trying to hit me.
It feels like I'm
the only one left.
I can't win this fight,
I have to leave.
I got to get out
before they surround me.
I hope an angel
will walk beside me.
Protecting me from
the deadly bullets.
Why have feelings
when they only hurt?
I feel sorrow and pain
for those I've lost.
The pain is so large
when you lose someone close.
A brother, father or...
...or a mother...
Damn you mother
for leaving me!
Why did you die
when I needed you the most?
The moment you died,
my life ended too.
A life on the run
was all I had left.
Now I will die too,
finally let go.
The feelings of pain
can hurt me no longer.
I live like every day
is my last.
Cause I know
it could be that.
I won't hide,
I want to live.
Wanted or not,
I want to live.
I take chances
others just dream about.
I never look back
on the things I've done.
There's no reason
to live in fear.
I know I will die,
probably very young.
If it all ends tomorrow
I can say my life
was a good one
after all.
I'm scared of what I see
when I look in the mirror.
I don't know
what this man has become.
The cold blue eyes
looking back at me.
No trust is shown
in the fair face.
I wasn't born to kill,
at least I don't think so.
But now I've become
some kind of monster.
I turned out to be
my own worst enemy.
My wild spirit of life
is now a black hole.
The fire inside me
has finally faded.
It wasn't enough
to keep the demons away.
The wolf inside me
is finally awake.
He's thirsty for blood
and can't be stopped.
I can't hold him back
any longer now.
He will be free
and do as he pleases.
I'm scared of him,
of what he'll do.
A trail of blood
will cover his tracks.
He will use my hands
to pull the trigger.
My soul can only watch
as he takes revenge.
He is a part of me,
he always will be.
I can't kill him
without dying myself.
Tonight I died,
one bullet in my heart.
I didn't see it coming,
I only felt the pain.
I was only a guest,
now I'll stay forever.
Isn't it strange
how things turn out?
Please, listen to me,
take my advice.
Never enter a dark room
when you are wanted.
Two loud gunshots,
then complete silence.
My eyes turned to the window
and I saw the stars.
The shining full moon
was the last I ever saw.
I fell to the floor
and then came the darkness.
Standing in the rain
raindrops feel like tears,
washing away the pain
and all of my fears.
The fire in my heart
is fading soon.
However did this start
I silently ask the moon.
I'm not afraid to die,
I risk it every day.
The stakes are high,
there's no other way.
It's always hunting-season
for the money on my head.
That's the only reason
they want me dead.
Darkness will cover me,
I find peace in the night.
For a moment I'm free
until the morning light.
Maybe my back is against the wall
but that's no reason to surrender.
No one fights stronger
than the wounded animal.
Winning is my only alternative,
everything else means death.
I'm not ready to die,
not here, not like this.
My will to live is stronger
than the guns of my enemies.
It will take more than a bullet
to stop this young outlaw.
Maybe I'm not a good man,
but nobody is perfect.
Everyone has a right to live,
they shouldn't take it away from me.
I ain't gonna cry over you, Tommy.
Crying ain't my stile.
Anger is my melody
and I play that tune very well.
The bullet was meant for me,
but it ended your life.
I'll make Garrett pay,
you will be revenged.
A promise of retribution
is all I can give you.
If I could change the past,
you would be alive now.
You were my best friend
and loyal to the end.
You died because of me
and the life we lived.
I hope you'll forgive me
for leading you to your grave.
It wasn't Garrett who killed you,
it was me.
