By the last breath of the fourth winds blow
                        Better raise your ears
                        The sound of hooves knocks at your door
                        Lock up your wife and children now
                        It's time to wield the blade
                        For now you have got some company

                           The Horsemen are drawing nearer
                           On the leather steeds they ride
                           They have come to take your life
                           On through the dead of night
                           With the four Horsemen ride
                           Or choose your fate and die

                        You have been dying since the day
                        You were born
                        You know it has all been planned
                        The quartet of deliverance rides
                        A sinner once a sinner twice
                        No need for confession now
                        Cause now you have got the fight of your life

                           The Horsemen are drawing nearer
                           On the leather steeds they ride
                           They have come to take your life
                           On through the dead of night
                           With the four Horsemen ride
                           Or choose your fate and die

                        Time
                        Has taken its toll on you
                        The lines that crack your face
                        Famine
                        Your body it has torn through
                        Withered in every place
                        Pestilence
                        For what you have had to endure
                        And what you have put others through
                        Death
                        Deliverance for you for sure
                        There is nothing you can do

                        So gather round young warriors now
                        And saddle up your steeds
                        Killing scores with demon swords
                        Now is the death of doers of wrong
                        Swing the judgment hammer down
                        Safely inside armor blood guts and sweat

                           The Horsemen are drawing nearer
                           On the leather steeds they ride
                           They have come to take your life
                           On through the dead of night
                           When the Four Horsemen Ride
                           Or choose your fate and die