Obscuring clouds separate
Show the blood red moon
Something we'd anticipate
The end is coming soon!

The riders cometh
To herald end of days
We knew we'd seen it
Now only wicked stays

“Disease, I bring
For man's destruction
Your lungs, your hearts
They shall not function

Inflamed and seized
Body's betrayal
To end your lives
I will not fail!

Pestilence
Bringer of ills
Count the bodies
Number the kills

Taste my plague
Inhale my sickness
Fall to your knees
I will not end this

A foul defeat
From the rider
Standing tall
Pain provider...

I am first with three in my wake”

(Chorus)
Apocalypse is now
The seals are broken down
Fear not your soul
For it we shall control
Mythology invades
Pain will come in spades
Repentance isn't here
For now the end is near!

“Emptiness I bring
For crop depletion
Nothing ever grows
On land I've walked through

Cursed, your farms
Nothing can live there
No wheat, nor corn
All things are fair

Famine
Bringer of naught
A voidbringer
Of growth and thought

See the fields
Barren and lifeless
Feel the hunger
You've known nothing like this

The loss of food
Will cripple your people
Your lack of meals
Never to feel full

I am the second, with two in my wake”

(Chorus)
Apocalypse is now
The seals are broken down
Fear not your soul
For it we shall control
Mythology invades
Pain will come in spades
Repentance isn't here
For now the end is near!

“Conflict, I bring
For battles unending
A warrior's hymn
You shall not sing!

Blood for blood
From spear or rifle
Strife for those
Who cannot trifle

WAR!
Bringer of pain
Countries collapse
In my reign

The clash of steel
Heard for miles
Countless shall fall
None shall be exiles

The bedlam you see
Will go unending
You brother attacks you
He seeks your ending

I am the third, with one in my wake”

(Chorus)
Apocalypse is now
The seals are broken down
Fear not your soul
For it we shall control
Mythology invades
Pain will come in spades
Repentance isn't here
For now the end is near!

“Perish ye will
Fall in my presence
Forth I will come
My scythe I bring hence

Billions will fall
Under my wake
Terror I'll reign
Bloodlust I slake

Death
Ender of all
Reaping your souls
Heed my call!

The others before me
Were nothing but horror
I bring the end
Begging of torture

Now in the end
All this is through
You can confess
But there's no saving you....

I am the last, your souls I will take.