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