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The Four Horsemen

Prancing proud, the horses come
	Hoofbeats loud sound thru the land
Marching to an unseen drum
	Beaten by an unseen hand

First a snow white horse drew nigh
	Whose rider held an ivory bow
He shot the stars from out the sky
	And dealt the sun a fatal blow

Next appeared a horse of red
	Its rider raised a scarlet sworde
'Come and see' the Four Beasts said
	'Now Peace hath fled from all the world'

Third did come a coal black mare
	Its rider carried scales of Gold
Famine struck the thoroughfare
	And starveling sons their mothers sold

Last a pale horse did appear
	Hell did follow in its wake
Tortured Souls, cold and austere
	Nailed their brethren to the stake

Now the solemn church bells sound
	Calling all to Midnight Mass
Now the dying gather round
	Now the final hours pass

Endless years of toil and flood
	Mark the ages from Christ's birth
'When wilt Thou avenge our blood
	On them that dwell upon the earth?'

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