Hymn of the Four HorsemenKings, bear you silence, listen for the sirens; Queens, bear you silence, listen for the alarum; Men and children, bear you silence, listen for the gales.Hymn of the Four Horsemen
They come on swift winds, those horsemen four Bearing gifts of death, on trampled hooves they roar Through the air, those four cometh Of the land, those four cometh And the sea, o\' the whole wide horizon They come on swift winds, those horsemen four.
Great plagues follow quick, of those horsemen four Loosening the life through thick pit sores Along the night, those four cometh Renowned and imfamed, those
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