A great sign appeared
Under the stars and the moon
Sound of galloping horses
On clouds of lightning and thunderA dark gathering storm
To scorch the earth for many generations
A nuclear winter
Worse than any cold or holy warA white horse on the clouds of death
A red warhorse to end all wars
A pale horse and pestilence led by
A black horse with famine and scalesThe doctrine of hatred
Nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be
The firstborn of the deadA crowned rider with arrows and bow
A red rider with a great fiery sword
Flames come from the one called death
Horror and apocalypse followsRide, won't you four horsemen ride again?
Before this kingdom is blown to kingdom come
Ride, I hold fast to what I believe till I see my name in stone
Blessed are the deadA white horse on the clouds of death
A red warhorse to end all wars
A pale horse and pestilence led by
A black horse with famine and scalesThe synagogue of Satan
Nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be
The firstborn of the deadA crowned rider with arrows and bow
A red rider with a great fiery sword
Flames come from the one called death
Horror and apocalypse followsRide, won't you four horsemen ride again?
Before this kingdom is blown to kingdom come
Ride, I hold fast to what I believe till I see my name in stone
Blessed are the dead