Old bikers used to say it, riding through the night. Death don't visit twice the same address. So I carved him on my arm where the whole world sees A hood, a scythe, a warning burned into me Not to call him closer, not to tempt the dark Just to make him think somebody beat him to the mark Every mile I ride, every road I take He's already here - there's no more claim to stake Some men run from shadows, some men hide from fate I just carry mine along and ride out every gate WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS He don't knock twice, he's got no more to sell WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS I'm the one road he's already forgiven Every biker's got a story, every scar's got a name Some inked for the brothers lost, some for the flame But mine's for the reaper riding shotgun on my skin Says "you already took me - let the good times begin" WHAT KEEPS THE REAPER FROM TAKING YOU HOME?! (HE'S ALREADY HERE!) WHAT LETS YOU RIDE THIS HIGHWAY ALONE?! (HE'S ALREADY HERE!) WHERE DOES THE DEVIL NEVER DARE TO TREAD?! (WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS, ALREADY DWELLS, ALREADY DWELLS!) WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS He don't knock twice, he's got no more to sell WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS I'm the one road he's already forgiven Not a threat, not a dare Just an old superstition that I wear WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS There's nothing left that he can take from me Maybe it's nothing, maybe it's true Maybe the ink don't change a thing you do But I'll take the story, I'll take the charm If it means one more mile with the wind in my arms WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS He don't knock twice, he's got no more to sell WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS I'm the one road he's already forgiven Not a threat, not a dare Just an old superstition that I wear WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS Ride on, ride on, ride on with me WHERE DEATH ALREADY DWELLS Ride on Ride on He's already home in this house of skin. Nothing left out there to win.
