The night fell heavy on the hills I know,
Moon turned crimson, rivers ceased to flow,
Boots in the dirt, thunder shook the land,
I gripped my guitar and my rifle in hand,
Demons rising rápido, shadows take the skies,
Angels disappeared, leaving only lies,
El cielo se rompe, la fe se esconde,
I look for God’s voice but silence responde.
Whiskey in the bottle, I take one last sip,
Load another round, steady up my grip,
La tierra se quema, buildings fall apart,
The devil’s in command, tearing out hearts,
Ella susurra, “ya no hay salvación,”
Her lips are of fire, her eyes de traición,
But I stand as a cowboy, sinner yet true,
In a world full of demons, I know what I must do.
Riding down the back roads where the hay once grew,
Now ashes and smoke fill the sky’s dark hue,
Mi gente corriendo, no saben dónde ir,
Demons on the hunt, spreading endless fear,
I rap to the rhythm of destruction’s song,
But my country boy spirit keeps pushing strong,
Soy guerrero perdido, con Dios en mi mente,
Aunque el mundo caiga, I’ll fight till the end.
Barns collapse, the fields turn black,
Demons laughing loud as the world looks back,
Towers falling rápido, screams in the air,
But I’m gripping my cross, still ready to dare,
Ella baila en el fuego, la reina del mal,
Whispers in Spanish, her voice like a spell,
“Eres mío cowboy, no hay donde huir,”
But my soul still resists, though my body is weak.
Corazón dividido entre luz y pecado,
I walk through the ashes, un hombre marcado,
Prayers on my lips, but bullets in my gun,
Country mixed with rap as I face what’s begun,
I’m shouting to the heavens, “Señor dame fe,”
But the sky’s still quiet, the world fades away,
Yet I ride through the chaos, my spirit won’t fall,
’Cause I was born to fight, even when demons call.
The highway burns, neon lights are gone,
But I hear in the distance a salvation song,
Rap beats in my chest with the country twang,
Against an army of darkness, still my soul sang,
Soy mezcla de sangre, del campo y ciudad,
I won’t let these demons steal all we had,
From the dust of the earth to the heavens above,
I fight with my fury, my pain, and my love.
So when the last bell rings and the church doors close,
When the final light fades and the cold wind blows,
I’ll be out in the open, hat low on my face,
A cowboy guerrero from a broken place,
And if demons win, let them carve my name,
I fought with orgullo, no fear, no shame,
En inglés y español I tell this to the world,
A country boy stands even when it burns.
