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