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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It is now 'The End Of Days' Don't look at us, avert your gaze We four, beyond all time and space bring judgement to this sorry place An icy hand, your heart, it grips Behold 'The Horsemen of the Apocalypse' So let me introduce to you the four members of our crew My name is Death, my horse is pale You'll plead with me to no avail As you are judged, so will you pay No sinner will escape this day With my scythe I'll reap your soul for that's my one and only goal Your punishment you know so well You will be consigned to hell My name is Famine, my horse is black I'm the reason that food you lack I'll smite your cattle and your goats and wither all your wheat and oats I'll dry your rivers and your brooks as foretold in Revelation's books I'll blight your fields of golden maize because this is 'The End Of Days' I am Pestilence and my horse is white Unlike Famine it's YOU I'll blight I'll visit on you plague and disease Bacteria will bring you to your knees Bubonic Plague will crack your skin 'gainst my infestations you can't win And to finally seal your fate A harmless virus, I'll mutate And here am I on my blood red horse My name? Why, it's War, of course Along with Pestilence and his infections I bring you war and insurrections I'm in all the bombs you drop and like the others I'll not stop until your world is burnt to ashes and civilisation around you crashes So now's the time and here's the place It's judgement for the human race Flee in panic, you can't hide for we are riding out world wide MY NAME IS SATAN, THIS IS MY TIME I'M HERE TO PUNISH EVERY CRIME THESE INCARNATIONS DO MY BIDDING EARTH, OF ALL SINNERS, I'LL BE RIDDING GO, YE GOOD SOULS, TO THE "RAPTURE" THOSE REMAINING I WILL CAPTURE AND NOW FOR ALL ETERNITY COME ALL YE SINNERS AND BURN WITH ME
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