Rise in the morning with the rooster Work in the fields while there is light Save your earnings for the winter Beware the devil in the night Call out the song along the twilight Hear it whisper through the glades Seek the remnants close to midnight The soul from which the creature feeds Death becomes the Rider To drag you through the winds and the icy cold He's going to take you higher Than you've ever been You've ever been before Green rolling pastures turn to brimstone Burning hills that move as one Birth your journey down the river Fall slowly with the setting sun Oh, Death becomes the Rider To drag you through the winds and the icy cold He's going to take you higher Than you've ever been You've ever been Oh, Death becomes the Rider To drag you through the winds and the icy cold He's going to take you higher Than you've ever been You've ever been before Oh, so there goes the Rider He'll take you in his arms, ever-mystical Now severed is the bondage Of your body and Your body and your soul