From outer space he came to this world To conquer and rule – nothing is safe To suck it out like a spider a fly
By his mental strength he controls The mankind and gave religion But their gods are so far away
[Bridge:] It doesn’t matter how many will die It doesn’t matter how many will cry
[Ref:] He is the Pale – Pale rider The bringer of death, suffer and pain Pale – Pale rider The lord of destruction is his name
Behind the clouds there lives a tribe In a cold world where all life will die They wait for – for the helping hands All treasure he found here on this earth And at other planets he robbed too In thousands of years of his endless pain
I am the Pale rider searching for superiority The world where I live is like hell so dark All hate around me I can understand But my tribe is dependent at all energy you have...