One rider has a bow
Rides a steed, white, and wears a crown, conquering
A second rider joins, on a steed
Red, swinging a sword, mongering
Fall on us, and hide us
From the tyrant who is Satanically enthroned
There! There!
The marks are spreading everywhere
There! There!
The marks of the evil one
The third rider looks cool, on a steed
Black, a pair of scales in his hand
The fourth rider is death, rides a steed
Pale, and Hades follows him
Fall on us, and hide us
From the tyrant who is Satanically enthroned
There! There!
The marks are spreading everywhere
There! There!
Disciples of the evil one
There! There!
Watch, they’re crawling up the serpent’s lair
There! There! There!
The marks of the evil one
When plowing through the seals
Like there is no tomorrow to be seen
As if the falling sky is nothing but an ancient dream
And when the sun eclipses
It’s just abracadabra
Some hocus pocus sham
Here they come, here they come, here they come
There! There!
The marks are spreading everywhere
There! There!
Disciples of the evil one
There! There!
Watch, they’re crawling up the serpent’s lair
There! There! There!
The marks of the evil one
There! There!
There! There!
There is a fucking there! There!