Can you hear the sound?
Oh, can you hear the sound
Of the rain pouring down?
Can you hear the sound?
Oh, can you hear the sound
Of their boots pounding on the ground?


There's a rider in the night
There's a terror inducing sight
Oh, can you hear it now?
Oh, can you hear it now?


Can you hear the howling wind?
The whispers of secrets and sins?


Where he goes, no one knows and
As he flees, the crying pleas of
Voices of those whose faces are never ever shown


Can you hear the sound?
Oh, can you hear the sound
Of the doors broken down?
Can you hear the sound?
Oh, can you hear the sound?
Rise up from the ground


There's a corpse in a room
Awaiting his impending doom
Oh, can you hear it now?
Oh, can you hear it now?


Can you hear the resounding cries of late?
The screams of pain and hate?


Battered, broken, words unspoken
Tales of old, stories untold
And the lives of the insidious


There's a full moon glaring
The looming trees staring
Oh, can you hear it now?
Oh, can you hear it now?


Can you hear the screaming silence?
The nature of it's violence?


Vigilantes of the past, their
Ghosts and the reek of blood
Drive him on into the flood of
Darkness crossing through the hearts of
Many, screaming, "May the devil save thee!"
On and on, forever gone


Oh, can you hear it now?
Can you hear the sound?
Can you hear the sound?
Oh, can you, can you, hear it now?
On and on, forever gone