Текст песни The Four Horsemen (Live at The Troubadour, West Hollywood, CA - May 24th, 1988) - *64

You guys fuckin' wanna hear some old shit, right?
Wanna hear some old shit?
Hey, here's Ron. Hey, Ron
Alright, see if you fuckin' know this one

By the last breath the fourth winds blow
Better raise your ears
The sound of hooves knock at your door
Lock up your wife and children now
It's time to wield the blade
Now you've got some company

The horsemen are drawing nearer
On leather steeds they ride
Come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
Or choose your fate and die
Oh, yeah-yeah

You have been dying since the day you were born
You know it's all been planned
The quartet of deliverance rides
A sinner once, a sinner twice
No need for confessions now
'Cause now you've got the fight of your life

The horsemen are drawing nearer
On leather steeds they ride
Come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
Or choose your fate and die
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Time) has taken its toll on you
The lines that crack your face
(Famine) your body it has torn through
Withered in every place
(Pestilence) for what you had to endure
And what you have put others through
(Death) deliverance for you for sure
Now there's nothing you can do, no

So gather 'round young warriors now
Saddle up your steeds
Killing scores with demon swords
Now is the death of doers of wrong
Swing the judgement hammer down
Safely inside armor blood guts and sweat

The horsemen are drawing nearer
On leather steeds they ride
Come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
Or choose your fate and die
Oh, yeah

Should've hold that last chord
So, is it fuckin' hot in here or what?
You guys might, you guys might need a beer
Hey, that's not legal