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Another time of madness descends |
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Why can't the hatred ever seem to end |
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Man against man brothers fighting one another |
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And no one ready to make amends |
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Violence calls to my spirit and my sanity |
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As madness sweeps all reason from my mind |
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I see the horsemen coming |
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Out of the west like a hurricane |
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I hear the horsemen calling out my name |
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Fingers of hate now pluck the strings of my heart |
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My blood signs red with a bloody want |
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As my soul screams a futile cry for reason |
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The riders call to my basest part |
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I see the horsemen coming |
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Out of the west like a hurricane |
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I hear the horsemen calling out my name |
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When the time of violent outrage now arrives |
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Are the horsemen waiting from the side |
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In this when the world can reach no reason |
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Or is this the calm before the storm |
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I hear |
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I hear |
