Don't Fear The Horsemen

Here they come I can feel it
Riding hard across the valley
Their eyes set on our souls
Which they will soon take and tally

The end grows near
and they smell our fear
They are shrouded in mystery
but their message is clear

Cause Chaos
Wreck Lives
and let only the chosen survive

Will it be you?
Will it be me?
...I suppose we  shall see...

I fear you not Horsemen
I will not bow at your feet
I'm the twisted son of a bitch
who knows not when to flee