Ohhh yeah yeah! Here ride the four centaurs! Four beasts surrounded by cold concret walls Where greed creeps deep and roots grow stronger than pain Where dreams cloud over softening the mud Blessed by the dominant sign, it's time to ride! Half beast half men, torches that never go out Against gale and wild tides, we stand tall Each wound's a story wielding it with pride Screaming and howling they are like a hyena Here ride the four centaurs! We are the four centaurs! Runes say that battles are cunningly won If you defeat your rivals without hate Whoever brings new ideas is ignored Until ideas succeed, you must look out! Here ride the four centaurs!