Where Is Your Rider

Was it you 'mid the fire and the ember?
Were you there to bedevil and beguile?
See, your face wasn't quite as I remember
But I know that wicked shape to your smile

Bury me as it pleases you, lover
At sea or deep within the catacomb
But these bones never rested while living
So how can they stand to languish in repose?

He has thrown down the cavalry
As gravel sinks and as the stone founders underneath
The sundered sea of red and reed
The shadow of Hades is fading
For he has cast down Leviathan
The tyrant, and the horse, and rider

Where is your rider?
Where is your rider?

He will hold with all of his might
The armies of night
Still as boulders laid to the side
Till we pass by
He has hoisted out of the mire
Every child
So lift your voice with timbrel and lyre

We will abide
We will abide
We will abide

(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)