I felt the ground shake as
The warriors rode down the hillside
And the hooves of their warhorses
Did clap like thunder
I watched the battle rage on
For a long time but
Eventually this testing of steel
Had come to its end
And the only thing
That was to be heard
Were the anguished cries of those
Who would soon meet their maker
And the only thing
That was to be heard
Were the anguished cries of those
Who would soon meet their maker
And again I saw the pale rider
Riding up to the hilltop
There was much blood on
His armour but he seemed to be unharmed
And the only thing
That was to be heard
Were the anguished cries of those
Who would soon meet their maker
And the only thing
That was to be heard
Were the anguished cries of those
Who would soon meet their maker
