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