Mississippi Bones - If You Find Hell Lonely | Текст песни

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• Mississippi Bones
• If You Find Hell Lonely

Just east of west
Three horsemen ride
Chasing death.
Everyone will die.
Famine, conquest and war
Ride on through the night
In preparation for
When the child will rise.
The chosen will carry the message
Architects of purpose and legend
Slaves unto the prophetic
A guiding hand for everything ending.
The time is approaching. (He will be here soon.)
The wheels are in motion. (He will be here soon.)
All will align
The message, the beast, and our demise.
If you find hell a lonely place, just wait, you’ll have company soon.
And through the wastes drift a shadow
A steed of steel, heartless and cold
A pack of wolves, a flock of crows.
The pale rider reclaims his soul.
The love they took, the child stolen
Hatred burning in his bones.
They’ve cast off the shackles of sin
With vengeance dripping from their lips.
They’ll tear down the night, and then the beast will rise.