Ghost Marks of the Evil One

One rider has a bow Rides a steed, white, and wears a crown, conquering A second rider joins, on a steed Red, swinging a sword, mongering Fall on us, and hide us From the tyrant who is Satanically enthroned There! There! The marks are spreading everywhere There! There! The marks of the evil one The third rider looks cool, on a steed Black, a pair of scales in his hand The fourth rider is death, rides a steed Pale, and Hades follows him Fall on us, and hidе us From the tyrant who is Satanically enthroned Thеre! There! The marks are spreading everywhere There! There! Disciples of the evil one There! There! Watch, they're crawling up the serpent's lair There! There! There! The marks of the evil one When plowing through the seals Like there is no tomorrow to be seen As if the falling sky is nothing but an ancient dream And when the sun eclipses It's just abracadabra Some hocus pocus sham Here they come, here they come, here they come ♪ There! There! The marks are spreading everywhere There! There! Disciples of the evil one There! There! Watch, they're crawling up the serpent's lair There! There! There! The marks of the evil one There! There! There! There! There is a fucking there! There!