One for all and all for one,
One summer past it had begun.
No one knows quite the how or why,
They make their journey side by side.

Four souls were joined and fused as one,
In the name of women, mischeif and fun.
A brotherhood stronger than any seal,
Before the end of time it shall not yeild.

Pestilence, Famine, War and Death,
Four sets of lungs share one deep breath.
Across the scope of time and space,
These four transcend to find their place.

They make of themselves this solemn vow,
That it matters not, the where or how.
That when in need of help one brother is,
Then it shall be help, the others give.

Never more than a call away,
Should the need arise someday.
Should one brother fear he'll fall,
The other three shall heed the call.

All for one and one for all,
As four we rise, as one we fall.
When dust all settles, then side by side,
Into the night, Four Horsemen ride.

You may have seen them long ago,
But can you ever really know?
Maybe you'll see them one day soon,
But - rest assured, that *they* see you.

They are the Horsemen.

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