The four horsemen approach as we speak
They ride in darkness, spreading fear
They'll bring swift death, to all who live
They are the keepers of apocalipse

They'll chop us down! Uoarghhh!

Arghhhh!

Feel the fire burning high
See the smoke engulf the sky
Hear the screams of terror now
I lay open on the ground, I'm a

Blood mass! Blood mass! Blood mass! Blood mass!