Verse 1
I buried men and buried truth,
Left behind my shattered youth.
Whiskey hands and bloody gold,
A soul turned black, a heart turned cold.
I thought the past was dead and done,
But now it walks beneath the sun.
Chorus
Demons on my trail again,
Riding fast through dust and sin.
I hear their voices in the gale—
No place to hide on this lost trail.
My sins are carved in rock and rail,
And I can’t outrun their howl or wail.
Verse 2
Every town, a face I knew,
Eyes that judge and lips untrue.
I changed my name, I changed my skin,
But guilt still burns like fire within.
The mirror cracks, the shadows grow—
I feel their breath wherever I go.
Chorus
Demons on my trail again,
Riding fast through dust and sin.
I hear their voices in the gale—
No place to hide on this lost trail.
My sins are carved in rock and rail,
And I can’t outrun their howl or wail.
Bridge
No preacher’s words can set me free,
No church can drown what lives in me.
The grave won’t grant a man like me
A quiet end or dignity.
Final Chorus
Demons on my trail again,
No mercy left, no honest friend.
I ride alone through ash and hail—
A cursed man on a ghostbound tr