The rider

Into the valley I rode laying waste to all the nonbelievers in droves
 Protected high atop my steed I swing my heavy sword and watch the wicked bleed
 As I arrive to meet my maker I am greeted by an Angel instead 
 I am instructed to step down and kneel so she can place a crown of thorns upon my head 
 I tell her she's got the wrong guy as I swipe my blade down and watch her head fly 
 I gallop to the next gate with vengeance on my mind , always looking ahead and never Behind 
 I will find the rotten son of a bitch that took me from mine and into the fiery depths of hell I will send him and his 
 Only some things are certain and this promise is something you can scribe into the book of life... that which I speak of has come to pass , so sleep easy darling , you can be sure that  this love will last