He Who Rides the Pale Horse Lyrics

On my horse I ride towards

This battlefield that they call earth

The last of four my name is death

And with my scythe I'll reap the earth bare

Now most of the mortal men

Have already been taken off

To the limbo to await

The final judging of their soul

But too many of them do still draw breath

And so my task has just begun

When they see the pale horse run

They'll know their time has finally run out

As I ride

A trail of

Carnage is left behind

The earth splits

Open with

Every swing of my scythe

And so mankind falls