In the valley of the dying sunnI walk a crooked path alonenI came across the shadow of a mannWith an angel's breathnn'O boy' he said to men'I see your future'n'Though you long for peacenThe sword is your fathernnI'm thinking of younI'm thinking of you when I kill a good mannTo keep myself from being killed by himnI'm thinking of younI'm thinking of you when I hold my girlnAnd wonder if she'll ever love againnI'm thinking of younWash the blood off my handsnnBathed in the powder of a thousand gunsnI am the king of sorrowsnWatered by the tears of the innocent onesnThe river growsnIt movesnIt swellsnn'Son' It calls to men'Your days are numberednSow the seeds you willnBut I am the reaper'nn'I'm thinking of younI'm thinking of you when you kill a good mannTo keep yourself from being killed by himnI'm thinking of younI'm thinking of you when you hold your girlnAnd wonder if she'll ever love againnI'm thinking of younWash the blood off your hands'nnI howled at the moon like a wolf in the nightnYou want to finish itnWe're gonna finish it rightnnAnd then I felt it with a chill up my spinenThere are no words to use that truly describenThe glory of the angel or the terror in menTonight will be my ending or tonight my new beginningnnAll through the nightnI wrestled the angelnTo undo the cursenThat's burdened me all of my lifennAnd for the first time I could seenThat God was not my enemynnI'm thinking of younnLike pieces of the sunnOur light burns on and on and onnLike stars in the night sky we shinenI'm living to shine on