Verse 1: The hooves pound the earth, four shadows arise, Across the crimson sky, the sun slowly dies. Riders cloaked in dread, with eyes cold as stone, Bringing the end, where no mercy is shown. Chorus: Feel the fire in their wake, hear the drums of despair, Four horsemen ride, a truth beyond compare. They carry our fate, in a world set to flame, Mortality calls us, by name, by name. Verse 2: One grips a sword, with the hunger of death, Another holds scales, to weigh every breath. The third rides with plague, the sick and the lost, The fourth is pale, where life meets its cost. Chorus: Feel the fire in their wake, hear the drums of despair, Four horsemen ride, a truth beyond compare. They carry our fate, in a world set to flame, Mortality calls us, by name, by name. Bridge: No prayers can save us, no place left to hide, The end is upon us, the truth we denied. In the mirror of doom, our faces we see, Reflections of chaos, of what’s meant to be. Outro: So as the riders descend, know this to be true, In the dance of destruction, death comes for you. For we are but shadows, in the grand design, Our time will come, and so ends the line. What do you think of this direction? Anything you’d like to adjust or add?