I saddle my horse as fast as I can   "The message is urgent, find the man!"   The camp soon vanishes out of my sight   As I rush my black steed into the night      I am the messenger of fate   I spur on my horse, the hour is late   I am the herald, I am the sign   My only enemy is time      Hooves hit the rocky ground   The clatter echoes all around   Alone I ride, come what may   The stars in the nightsky guide my way today      On my arrival, will you welcome me?   The sign is given, can't you see?      All hail the Messenger   Strong by heart, wind or rain   Won't stop the Messenger   The news are on the way      The faith of man lies in my hands      At last I fly through the gate   Men, woman, children... "Out of my way!"   Up the winding alley with fury I ride   I jump off my horseback and push the doors aside      All hail the Messenger   Strong by heart...      You are the Messenger   Strong by heart...      Fate now lies in your own hands