| Another time of madness descends
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| Why can’t the hatred ever seem to end
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| Man against man brothers fighting one another
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| And no one ready to make amends
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| Violence calls to my spirit and my sanity
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| As madness sweeps all reason from my mind
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| I see the horsemen coming
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| Out of the west like a hurricane
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| I hear the horsemen calling out my name
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| Fingers of hate now pluck the strings of my heart
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| My blood signs red with a bloody want
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| As my soul screams a futile cry for reason
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| The riders call to my basest part
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| I see the horsemen coming
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| Out of the west like a hurricane
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| I hear the horsemen calling out my name
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| When the time of violent outrage now arrives
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| Are the horsemen waiting from the side
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| In this when the world can reach no reason
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| Or is this the calm before the storm
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| I hear
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| I hear |