The Horsemen

You know they are coming See the dust in the air Feel the ground tremble beneath your feet. Can't quite see them But you know they are there Suddenly your face is white as a sheet. The Horsemen are riding Your world is ending No use complaining it just isn't fair. Swords scything down Trumpeting stallions The battle is over so don't even care. Man's castles are falling His caverns no respite, Armies are dust in a flash of might. The judgement is binding, The deep dead are rising, Their sad faces form in the fading light. You're torn and your tattered, The scent of blood heavy Old Earth is shaking, you try to run. The darkness is closing You better be ready The Horsemen are coming, the end has begun!