you better beware my boys and you best take care my boys there's a Reaper in the field with hands of night you better come here my boys and you you best give ear my boys there's a whispering and the bird have ‘a taken flight and He knows your name I hear Him call your name and you will learn his name when you learn how to want oh, how you will want and I can tell by the signs along the path now that He's walking and I can tell by the weave of his words while He's talking He’ll fill you up full of night until the light in your eyes is a dim dusk He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on your horizon He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on your horizon and my hands are dust all my works they are dust . fallen to the earth as all things must hide as you may my boys hide as you might my boys there's a Reaper in the fields with hands of night and He knows your name I hear Him call your name and you will learn His name when you learn how to want oh, how you will want and I can tell by the signs along the path now that He's walking and I can tell by the weave of His words while He’s talking He’ll fill you up full of night until the light in your eyes is a dim dusk He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on the horizon He’ll tear the stars from the skies and count the scars on the horizon this is the truth of His seed and this is the truth of His field all flesh is grass and as grass it shall yield