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Dec 2014
Sixteen horses hooves, their footfalls I do hear
Listen listen, they are draw ever near
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The first horse that comes fourth, is the color white
Upon him a fierce rider, conquering with might.
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Has a bow but not to shoot, a bow like in the clouds
Shines around him roundabout, his ipseity this shrouds
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Whole world gawks at him, almost not to see
Rider on a horse that's red, from him you cannot flee
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He carries a Great Sword, many many he will ****
Grim Reaper idles not, ere he has his fill
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Price of gas will drop, Black Horse takes care of that
What you save on gas you'll spend on food. No way you will get fat
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Seven years you're going see, so study study hard
The Lake of Fire is at the end, there you will be charred
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You'll watch the Temple get rebuilt, ever think of this?
Like Hell you did...don't disturb your stupid bliss
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Hey lovey-dovey Christian, think this ain't for you
I bet you'll change your mind, before the Seven years are through
Written by
Elihu Barachel
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