As I drive hell bent 'neath the sickle moon Scattering leaves in blood red hues What tension shot me down this road Hell bent so far that I almost broke I had once in mind to drag my bow After hart and hind and stag and roe If the shaft proved straight and my aim proved true I would bring it all back home for you (chorus:) This arrow was my only weapon This arrow guarded me quite well This arrow held no earthly tether No angel feather on a bat out of hell And with focus narrowed down to will And eyes cross-hatched against the kill There are no sins I will atone For muscle, sinew, gristle and bone (repeat chorus) And I rode and rode as clouds flew past With six white horses all lathered and fast My scars and marks have now worn smooth For I am this arrow and it came for you