Marks Of The Evil One

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 his 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 out the serpent's lair

There! There! There!

The marks of the evil one

We're plowing through the seals like there is no tomorrow to be seen

As if the falling sky is nothing but an ancient dream, and

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 out the serpent's lair

There! There! There!

The marks of the evil one

There! There!

There! There!

There is a fucking, there! There!

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