Hell — Or, Nameless Rider
Hooves are tapping, beating dirt
Nameless Rider comes at once
No one knows for whom he searches
No escaping, all are cursed!
No escaping, not one victim!
No escaping, hope is venom!
Awakened from a midnight dream,
Yea, from my sleep and from my bed
By my ankles I am dragged
Kicking, screaming, I am led
Across hell’s basement, I am dead
Against my will, I am dead
No escaping, not one victim!
No escaping, I am with him
Awakened from my slumber
My pillows soaked in sweat
It was just a nightmare
A moment to forget
Silly legend’s had me won
There is no Nameless Rider
Who holds a chain or gun
There is no Nameless Rider
’Tis games and play and fun
Out my window in the night
Me thinks I see a candlelight
In my ears — is that tapping?
Games and fun, I pray, distract me
Out my window in the grass
Hooves of fire, burning brass
Up the stairs and coming fast
Down the hall, my parents snore
Nameless Rider at my door
“There is no Nameless Rider!”
The Nameless Rider laughed
No escaping, not one victim!
No escaping, I am with him
I have not hope. I have not wisdom.
Just a warning — I pray you listen
Nameless rider has a chain
With it you will not be free again
By my ankles I am dragged
Through the dark and in the yard
No face or name or company
Just blackness
Henceforth through eternity
