When the fire of day has drifted into twilight
And the shadow of the sky lies on the land
As the mountains of the Moon are slowly fading
He’ll come riding in on the wind
He will come with clouds and very eye shall see him
As the lightning from the east unto the west
And the powers of the heavens will be shaken
As he brings sweet rest to the land
Night rider
Riding on the wind
Night rider
With the victory, in your hand
Then the children of the chosen ones he scattered
Will be gathered from the corners of the wind
And they’ll look upon the son whom they rejected
And they will cry for him once again
Woe oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah
Before him he will gather all the nations
To separate the living from the dead
He’ll say: Come to me you blessed of my father
Come and enter in to my rest
Night rider
Riding on the wind
Night rider
With the victory, in your hand
