It's colder in the winter And warmer in the spring Each day that passes by Another trouble brings
The criminals can't be contained When the jails are overrun And global cartels' fields of death Are growing in the sun
When wars fly on the breeze When man creates disease Behold man's greatest fear This world's last days are here
And behold a white horse: And he that sat on him had a bow, And a crown was given unto him and he went forth conquering, and to conquer
There's poverty and decadence Living side by side Illusionary boundaries How long till worlds collide
We judge each other solely by The color of our skin We never learned from history So we lived it all again
When visitors from space we see When tomorrow becomes reality Behold the grand design Behold the end of time
And there went out another horse that was red: And power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the Earth and that they should kill one another And there was given unto him a great sword
And the sky fills with storm clouds And the tremors fill the ground And the viruses run wild 'moungst the ranks of men
All sinners beware Behold the stare of the face of God
When you're bleeding yourself on the inside, It's only a matter of time before you die
A blazing wind blows thru the trees And famine brings us to our knees But now it is too late to pray The skies open for judgement day
Cannons fire like sounding drums Governments fall with the bombs And evil men take advantage of the crumbling of the mother Earth
Rain pours down and waves crash in The buildings fall and the fires burn The reaper rides a rapid race As we all stare into God's face
And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand
And the seas have turned to red And the ruins make our bed And the spark of hope is lost 'moungst the ranks of men
All sinners beware Behold the stare of the face of God
And I looked, and behold a pale horse And his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the Earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the Earth
Mothers weep as their babies die The children of an angry time The wrath of God is plain to see When we become our enemyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.