Hell bent for leather.
A full gallop. Thundering ground
He cometh. With sword flashing.
                                                Bent low to the bridle.
                                                Comes the rider.
                                                A pale horse beneath.

One of the four
Famine,pestilence,death and destruction.
Nostrils flare blood red. Wild eyed and fierce.
Cometh a pale.horse.

Unerring. Uncaring
Cometh a pale horse.