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The Horsemen

famine my brother war and pestilence come with me we ride thru crimson skies tonight angels demons humans will cry tonight don't stop the onslaught together we ride the hell has broken thru this night people have sinned the pedophiles the rapists we must kill all all the scum tonight we wipe there blood from are swords ride now collect my skulls ! I will be there when each one falls I am the horsemen you see in the shadows I linger above you when your in the gallows I am death the pale rider I am one of 3 brothers foul we disassemble you, poison starve and wage war on you there is nothing you can do you are a weak fool bow to the horsemen we ride just for you the hell do you feel it its seeping thru, i am the pale rider there is no equal even tho black horse doesn't think so the red horse and i ,we kill in time were getting ready now to take your lives

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