Our mother, she remembers
The ash and embers
The rivers are aflame
You know who to blame
There is a dark cloud rising
A dark cloud rising
White horse, Red horse, Black horse, Pale horse
We are filled with visions
Ten visions of the end
But who do we believe in
And what do we believe
When God is in the TV
White Horse, Red horse, Black Horse, Pale horse
Still our mother, she remembers
Our mother still remembers

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