Gillie_B - Tail for Told Fourth_ The Reaper's Serenade Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Horseman
In the shadows cloak, a tale unfolds
Of the Horseman Four, as prophecy told

First came conquest with his crown held high
Spread his dominion beneath the darkened sky
A love for Horseman, the bringer of dread
Rides on the wind, the land painted red

He follows his brothers, their deeds all done
Now comes his hour, the end has begun
Next, a boar in the crimson hue
His sword aflame, his wrath accrue

He's cowed the land with fury and strife
Thus take the world into endless night
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

A love for Horseman, the bringer of dread
Rides on the wind, the land painted red
He follows his brothers, their deeds all done
Now comes his hour, the end has begun

Next, a boar in the crimson hue
His sword aflame, his wrath accrue
He's cowed the land with fury and strife
Thus take the world into endless night

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
A love for Horseman, the bringer of dread
Rides on the wind, the land painted red

He follows his brothers, their deeds all done
Now comes his hour, the end has begun
Next, a boar in the crimson hue
His sword aflame, his wrath accrue

He's cowed the land with fury and strife
Thus take the world into endless night
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Next, a boar in the crimson hue
His sword aflame, his wrath accrue
He's cowed the land with fury and strife
Thus take the world into endless night

A love for Horseman, the bringer of dread
Rides on the wind, the land painted red
He follows his brothers, their deeds all done
Now comes his hour, the end has begun

A love for Horseman, the bringer of dread
Rides on the wind, the land painted red
He follows his brothers, their deeds all done
Now comes his hour, the end has begun

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Now comes his hour, the end has begun
Men came fallen, with scales in hand

To bear the earth, a barren land
Howl and haunt his cruel decree
A spectral waltz of stark misery
A love for Horseman, in his chilling way

Gathers the sorrow, the loss and the pain
Famine's descended, his banquet's been laid
Now comes the closing, the final Saturday
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, the fourth Horseman, in his chilling reign

Gathers the sorrow, the loss and the pain
Famine's feast ended, his banquet's been laid
Now comes the closing, the final serenade
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, the sun fades to black, the moon bleeds to red
The stars fall like tears for the living and dead
The trumpets sound low, the seals all unmade
For the fourth Horseman's grand cavalcade

Now rots death on his pale steed
A ghostly rider, sowing his seed
A shroud of darkness, a cloak of despair
A symphony of silence fills the air

Now rots death on his pale steed
A ghostly rider, sowing his seed
A shroud of darkness, a cloak of despair
A symphony of silence fills the air

The fourth Horseman, in his chilling reign
Gathers the sorrow, the loss and the pain
Famine's feast ended, his banquet's been laid
Now comes the closing, the final serenade

Now rots death on his pale steed
A ghostly rider, sowing his seed
A shroud of darkness, a cloak of despair
A symphony of silence fills the air

Oh, the fourth Horseman, his hour is nigh
Spreads his dark wings across the crimson sky
His brothers have passed, the trails have been blazed
Now comes the final, the end of days

So hear this tale, this mournful song
Of death, the fourth, the shadows long
He rides in silence through dusk and dawn
And in his wake, a new world is born

Oh, the fourth Horseman, in silence he waits
Feeds on the chaos his brothers create
War's dance is over, his song has been sung
Now comes the final, the death bell has rung

He can fathom the scales in hand
Stripping the earth of barren land
Hearing what his cruel decree
A spectral waltz of stark misery

Oh, the fourth Horseman, in his chilling grave
Gathers the sorrow, the loss and the pain
Famine's feast ended, his banquet's been laid
Now comes the closing, the final serenade

This is the final, the end of days
This is the final, the end of days
Then came famine, with scales in hand
Strip bare the earth of barren land

Hunger and want, his cruel decree
A spectral waltz of stark misery
Oh, the fourth Horseman, in his chilling reign
Gathers the sorrow, the loss and the pain

Famine's feast ended, his banquet's been laid
Now comes the closing, the final serenade
Closing the final serenade
There's terror, there's mournful fun

Oh, there's the final, the shout has rung
Hear the words, the silence, the dusk and dawn
In his wake, a new world is born
He directs the twilight beneath the murdering moon

It echoes to the end too
From the highest king to the lowest in the field
To the fourth Horseman, all shall yield