In the the west they'll be hell to pay

And the devil's coming high

My heart will love

My heart will kiss the dove but it won't die

A hollow land with empty promises

And bitter folk who rarely cry

My heart will love

My heart will kiss the dove but it won't die

Whoa oh oh death will ride

Whoa oh oh in the eyes of the Lord

And in the the east the wind will below

And Lord Jesus are child

My heart will love

My heart will kiss the dove but it won't die

We'll line em' up in their rows to pray

And raise our hands up to the sky

My heart will love

My heart will kiss the dove but it won't die

Whoa oh oh death will ride

Whoa oh oh in the eyes of the Lord

Whoa oh oh

Whoa oh oh death will ride

Whoa oh oh in the eyes of the Lord