Pale Horse, Pale Rider

Pale horse, pale horse.
Will you bear us to the cost?
To the one we love the most and find our pleasure in.

Pale rider, pale rider.
On the narrow road your stand.
Are you heralding the end?
We're spirited away.

When the dawn comes,
The dawn bringer comes.
When the soothsayer,
The soothsayer speaks.
Who's to say we'll be spirited away?
Who's to say we'll be spirited away?

When the sun rises and warms our worry worn faces.