Reaper's Scythe

Reap what you sow

When the hallowed harvest Moon

Hangs in the sky

The reaper will be coming by and by

Young and old, we must prepare for

The gathering

Come equinox he'll visit us again

And do you hear the bells begin to chime?

They're ringing out for you, it's harvest time

For you cannot hide

No matter how you try

Child, you cannot hide from the reaper's scythe

Yeah, the reaper's scythe

Set the watchfires a-burning

This kindling night

For the psychopomp has taken flight

By the corn rigs they'll see him

Send up the crows

Welcome, he who walks behind the rows

When September Sun no longer shines

Hooden, on a pale mare he'll ride

And you cannot hide

No matter how you try

Child, you cannot hide from the reaper's scythe

See the pale rider

He's sharpening his blade

See the pale rider

Now he's calling out your name

Tonight he stalks the fallow

Can you feel his gaze?

Hollow eyes staring through time and space

Now hear us as we gather 'round the shrine

We're singing out "john barleycorn must die"

And you cannot hide

No matter how you try

Child, you cannot hide from the reaper's scythe