The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the dark, poured out his poison, blew away his mark The fascist from the east is coming, mothers hide your sons
The second hellrider came, from flaming sea and molten sand Pipers playing hell's commands, poured out his poison Promises of promised lands, blackened tongues of lying leaders
Here come the riders As the wheel of dharma's running out of time Here come the riders As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
The third hellrider came, teaching brothers to kill brother men The fourth hellrider waits on an acid trip for an acid world Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men, throw some scary tarot cards and...
Here come the riders As the wheel of dharma's running out of time Here come the riders as the revolution's stepping into time The dark side of Aquarius Has robbed us of our souls and minds Here come the riders As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
From the starlit sky, on a silver sea, a lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me a lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me
Gotta move, gotta move, gotta push the wheel right round
Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel around