Ken Reaume
Four Horses
He came down when no one thought he would
There were four horses beside him and a sword of good
People cried and some returned to the sea
And he laughed with the belief that he had slowly died in me
He loves, he loves, he loves.
Trumpets sound and the sky turned blue to red
That's when I heard someone whisper,
I think he's rising up the dead
Locusts swarmed and everybody ran
And I began to see the strangest mark on my right hand.
He loves, he loves, he loves.
He came down when no one thought he would
There were four horses beside him and a sword of good
My mom cried, my father apologized
They were fell down to their sides
That's where they prayed and where they died.
He loves, he loves, he loves.
From Letras Mania