The End is Nigh

Grab the last beams of hope
 Piercing through this thunderous sky
 The horsemen are riding out
 Can't you hear the end is nigh
 Embrace this ray of light
 Through darkened skies it will appear
 The horsemen are riding out
 Can't you see the end is near
 The apocalypse, the end of times
 Mankind is lost, we pay for our crimes
 The sound of galloping, the riders cry
 The final hour, we all will die
 The rider white with bow and crown
 The pestilence that will bring us down
 The rider red, sword held high
 Brings us war in which we die
 The rider black, scales in hand
 The famine that'll be our end
 The pale rider, reaper named death
 Our final hour, our dying breath
 Grab the last beams of hope
 Piercing through this thunderous sky
 The horsemen are riding out
 Can't you hear the end is nigh
 Embrace this ray of light
 Through darkened skies it will appear
 The horsemen are riding out
 Can't you see the end is near