oh rider of the pale white horse
bring us pestilence and death
as the bodies are rotting
the fearful hide, from the cure to humankind
the demons in your flesh take control
of all your memories
the waste of time you call a life
a passage through nothing
prepare for eternal pain
behind the void your soul remains
perpetual darkness
the only thing you see
and the cries of the damned
is all you hear
oh rider of the pale white horse
bring us pestilence and death
as the bodies are rotting
the fearful hide, from the cure to humankind
- watch as your hope decays -
the demons in your flesh take control
of all your memories
the waste of time you call a life
a passage through nothing