The Horses
Horses are running over the meadows and through the forest
They're fearless, they're breathless
Nobody's stopping them
Then comes dawn
And their eyes seeking shadow from the light
Waiting for death's arrival
The Horses
The Horsemen are sweeping
And they're running for another
They're fearless, they're breathless
Searching for a place to rest
Then comes the dawn
And their eyes seeking shadow from the light
Waiting for death's arrival
The Horses
The Horses
The Horses are down
And their eyes seeking shadow from the light
Waiting for death's arrival