Blessed Are The Dead

great sign appeared
Under the stars and the moon
Sounds of galloping horses
On clouds of lightning and thunder
dark gathering storm
To scorch the earth for many generations
nuclear winter
Worse than any cold or holy war

white horse on the clouds of death
red warhorse to end all wars
pale horse and pestilence led
by a black horse with famine and scales

The doctrine of hatred, nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be the first born of the dead

crowned rider with arrows and bow
red rider with a great firey sword
Plagues from the one colored death
Horror and apocalypse follows

Ride, won't you four horsemen ride again
Before this kingdom's blown to [bad word] 
Ride, I hold fast to what I believe till I see my name in stone
Blessed are the dead, that they may rest

white horse on the clouds of death
red warhorse to end all wars
pale horse and pestilence led
By a black horse with famine and scales

The synagogue of Satan
Nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be
The firstborn of the dead

crowned rider with arrows and bow
red rider with a great firey sword
Plagues from the one called death
Horror and apocalypse follows

Ride, won't you four horsemen ride again
Before this kingdom is blown to [bad word] 
Ride, I hold fast to what I believe till I see my name in stone
Blessed are the dead

Solo - Drover
Solo - Mustaine
Solo - Drover

Music & Lyrics - Mustaine