作词 : 陈如业 作曲 : 雷声 混音 : 雷声 吉他 : 张星 贝斯 : 张星 母带 : Simon Li@ nOiz Fire of lake, lake of fire Dancing flames grow higher and higher Echoes of legends, whispers of lore At the heart of the wild, we're craving for more Badlands, sweetlands In the grip of fortune's fickle hands Yearning for the thrills It's in the tales of sorrow etched in the sand Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Dive Dive Dive Fire of lake, lake of fire Dancing flames grow higher and higher Badlands, sweetlands In the grip of fortune's fickle hands Yearning for the thrills It's in the tales of sorrow etched in the sand Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Breaking through the storm and face the strife Deep inside the lands where wild winds cry Race against the harsh fate on the sun-baked trail Sun-baked trail, that sun-baked trail Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Through the dust, through the night Ain't nobody could ride like Johnny the Knife Dive Dive Dive