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Four Horsemen
Four HorsemenComing with the clouds
Hair white as wool
Myriads of myriads
they walk in the mist
eyes like a fiery flame
Happy are they that hear
The first born of the dead
coming with the clouds
I was already awake, this time,
I could of been drunk
Why not it was a good time for it
heh drink up
DEATH was coming at me
from all corners
Is it friday the thirteenth already
The first and the last
with the keys of DEATH
Hidden in the dens of the rocks
Of the mountains from Four Horsemen
Like a Lion one a Bull, faceless creature
Flying like an Eagle
Eating things sacrified to Idols
Will blot out your name
Diadems and fornication
Self denial, now that is something
A crown, a bow, and a white horse
Half open lips stunk of perfume
Sounding an enormous trumpet
Hidden in the dens of the rocks
Of the mountains from Four Horsemen
Like a Lion one a Bull, faceless creature
Flying like an Eagle
