Текст песни
Bring me war and pestilence, four corners, the bed we made is a grave in hell
Four riders and four horses, go on and fucking kill yourself
throw the carcass to the hound
throw your fists to the ground
The moon turns red and the streets will flood, bring me famine, the moon turns red and the streets will flood
Follow me four nails, so kill yourself cause there ain t nothing else, so you will be prepare for death
this is the end of the world and we are bringing it home
Follow me four nails, four corners, the river is a bitch and tonight she howls
Bring me war and pestilence, death voices, bring me death
the river is a bitch and tonight she howls
This is the cold grey world we made for ourselves, four corners
Four corners, bring me death, throw your fists to the ground
Bring me death, this is the cold grey world we made for ourselves
Four riders and four horses, this is the cold grey world we made for ourselves Death, drag your crosses through the ground
the moon turns red and the streets will flood
four riders and four horses
Beat by beat as the blows rain down, fill it with stones
Bring me famine, fill it with stones
The ship we wrecked is going down, four riders and four horses
Follow me four nails, drag your crosses through the ground
Go on and fucking kill yourself, four corners
The bed we made is a grave in hell, go on and fucking kill yourself
throw your fists to the ground
Bring me death, death voices Death, drag your crosses through the ground
Dig up your casket, this is the cold grey world we made for ourselves
This is the cold grey world we made for ourselves, so kill yourself cause there ain t nothing else, bring me death
Four riders and four horses, this is the cold grey world we made for ourselves
beat by beat as the blows rain down
The bed we made is a grave in hell, four riders and four horses Gallows, four corners
bring me death
The moon turns red and the streets will flood, beat by beat as the blows rain down