Anybody see a knight pass this way? I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday His crusade was a search - for God and their same It's been a long way to carry on
Anybody hear of plague in this town? The town I've left behind was burned to the ground A young girl on a stake, her face framed in flames Cried 'I'm not a witch - God knows my name'
The knight he watched with fear - he needed to know He ran where he might feel Gods breath And in the misty church, he knelt to confess The face within the booth was Mr Death
My life's a vain pursuit - of meaningless miles Why can't God touch me with a sign? 'Perhaps there's no-one there' answered the booth And Death hid within his cloak and smiled
This morning I played chess with Death said the Knight We played that he might grant me time My bishop and my knights will shatter his flanks And still I might feel God's heart in mine
And through confessions grill - Death's laughter was heard The Knight cried 'No, you've cheated me' But still I find a way - we'll meet once again And once again continue to play
They met within the woods - the knight, his squire and friends And Death said 'Now the game shall end&quit; The final move was made - the knight hung his head And said 'You've won - I have nothing left to play'
The minstrel filled with visions - sang to his love To look against the stormy sky The knight, his squire and friends - their hands held as one Silently danced towards the dawn
His hourglass in his hands - his scythe by his side The master Death, he leads them on The rain will wash away - the tears from their faces And as the thunder cracked - they were gone