*Verse 1:* [guttural vocals, distorted guitars] We ride, through the wasteland, where shadows collide My horse is white, my bow stands ready, for the slaughter to abide Demands its blood, contending with the enemy Arrows fly, living turn to dead, the harvest's bitter symphony *Chorus:* [intense, driving rhythm] I ride towards the setting sun, my crown's been placed Precocious on my head, gold faced with sumptuous stones, my name's Pestilence We ride to the west, victorious, to the thrones we've won The final holocaust, that battle's already lost, the damage is done *Verse 2:* [soundscapes shift, tension builds] My army's legion, faceless, nameless, driven by an unseen hand We ride, the wind whispers secrets, of a world that's lost its stand The enemy's strong, but my arrows are stronger Turning living into dead, the cycle's endless, the slaughter's all that's longer *Chorus:* [intense, driving rhythm] I ride towards the setting sun, my crown's been placed Precocious on my head, gold faced with sumptuous stones, my name's Pestilence We ride to the west, victorious, to the thrones we've won The final holocaust, that battle's already lost, the damage is done *Bridge:* [dissonant, eerie soundscapes] Do not fear, the end is near, it's already here The battle's lost, the war's a lie, the victor's clear Pestilence rides, the apocalypse unfolds The setting sun, the final breath, the end of all that's old *Outro:* [distorted guitars, haunting ambiance] We ride... We ride...
