Firebrand(*) - Van Der Graaf Generator

Sunday night twelve weeks before winter
The world is in a smoky haze
Suddenly there appears a rider in the East
Brandishing flame
'I ride an icy stallion fire at each end
And poison at the centre
You won't hear my words as I scream into the darkness：
His plans are like a firebrand
His plans are like a firebrand '
His steed strains as he reaches out over the reins
And hurls his flame at the West
The mountains dissolve in fire
And he races through them screaming：
'I ride an icy stallion fire at each end
And poison at the centre
You won't hear my words as I scream into the darkness：
His plans are like a firebrand
His plans are like a firebrand '
He rides on into the further darkness
Brandishing his flame like a spear
And below him there races his ghost steed
Draping the night in fear
'I ride an icy stallion fire at each end
And poison at the centre
You won't hear my words as I scream into the darkness：
His plans are like a firebrand
His plans are like a firebrand '
Njal beware and heed the words
Which emanate from Hildiglum