The Four Horsemen
Four ride through the heavy fog
Carrying chaos with them
This is the prologue
To total mayhem
Starvation, deprivation, hunger, and need
Famine crushes your soul with these
Skinny bones and greedy eyes
This the end to your demise
Famine rides on his withered horse
People waste away as he rides;
Advances further on his course
Battle, bloodshed, hostility, and warfare
War will fill your life with despair
Tonight is the final fight
Swing the blade with all your might
Father against son; mothers against daughters
War whispers in their ears
As their rage grows hotter and hotter
Infection, disease, plague, and outbreak
Pestilence will make no mistake
Sick and dying
You will be crying
The world will suffer
People fall and be crushed
It's going to get tougher
Annihilation, extermination, obliteration, and termination
This is Death's mission
He will take your soul
His to control
Those left behind will burn in the eternal fire
Watch the flames grow higher and higher
Burning flesh fill the pyre
High above Michael flies
He is only a standby
He spies
To watch the Apocalypse rise
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