Blessed Are The Dead lyrics

A great sign appeared

Under the stars and the moon

Sounds of galloping horses

On clouds of lightning and thunder

A dark gathering storm

To scorch the earth for many generations

A nuclear winter

Worse than any cold or holy war

A white horse on the clouds of death

A red warhorse to end all wars

A 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 firstborn of the dead

A crowned rider with arrows and bow

A red rider with a great firey sword

Flames come from the one called death

Horror and apocalypse follows

(RIDE!) Won't you four horsemen ride again

Before this kingdom is blown to kingdom come

I hold fast to what I believe

Till I see my name in stone

Blessed are the dead

A white horse on the clouds of death

A red warhorse to end all wars

A 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

A crowned rider with arrows and bow

A red rider with a great firey sword

Flames come from the one called death

Horror and apocalypse follows

(RIDE!) Won't you four horsemen ride again

Before this kingdom is blown to kingdom come

I hold fast to what I believe

Till I see my name in stone

Blessed are the dead

• Artist:Megadeth
• Album:United Abominations (2007)