Letras
Step by step, leaving a cloud of dust behind
Nature raises, there's no shelter for mankind
Majestic troops of buffaloes stampeding in the plains
As you see them coming feel the fire in their veins
Thy eyes so red, their fur so black
For they are not from this world
Pumping blood of retribution
From the first one to the last
No trap nor mine nor firing gun will stop them in their way
Buffalo! Buffalo! Stampede till the end of days!
Buffalo! Buffalo! Trample down the human race!
They shall start with factories, governments and banks
And finish with the sound of the new world reborn
They'll reach everything by the hand of man created
Who forgot its place in nature, the place where it belonged
The trampling of the buffaloes will purify this Earth
"The Lord must have sent you in a gesture of regret!"
Nature strikes back, ramming down, releasing hell
Until it's over, with buffaloes we'll stampede
Thy eyes so red, their fur so black
For they are not from this world
Pumping blood of retribution
From the first one to the last
No trap nor mine nor firing gun will stop them in their way
Buffalo! Buffalo! Stampede till the end of days!
Buffalo! Buffalo! Trample down the human race!
Buffalo! Buffalo! Stampede till the end of days!
Buffalo! Buffalo! Trample down the human race!