The Bollock Brothers lyrics - The 4 horsemen of the apocalypse

The day the circus horses will stop turning around,
running fast through the green valleys,
we'll sing and cry and shout
loud, loud, loud, loud

The day the cars will lay in heaps
their wheels turning in vain,
we'll run along the empty highways
shouting, screaming, singing
loud, loud, loud, loud

The day will come up
that we'll all wake up
hearing and shouts of joy
and shouting together with the freaks
loud, loud, loud, loud

The day the world will turn upside down
we'll run together round and round
shouting, screaming, signing
loud, loud, loud, loud

And when the lamb
opened the second seal
I saw, I saw the second horseman
The horseman carried a sword

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

And when the lamb
Opened the third seal
I saw the third horsemen
The horseman carried a balance

And when the lamb
Opened the fourth seal
I saw the fourth horseman
The horseman carried a message

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

When I stood on the mountain
Looked to the sky
riders where approaching
the wind became to cry

I say:
Hail Mary
full of grace
praise the name of the Lord
to the whole human race.

Macedonia ...

Russia, China, Egypt,
New York, Paris, London ....
Jamaica, Bangkok, Singapore,

The leading horse is white
The second horse is red
The third one is a black
The last one is a green

In Australia, Mexico,
Praise the name of the Lord
where ever you go

Hail Mary
full of grace
the Hope of human race

Wooop Woo

And when the lamb opened the
next two seals,
We saw the souls,
We saw the martyrs,
we heared them crying,
We heared them shouting,
They were dressed in white,
They'd been told to wait

The sun was black,
the moon was red,
the stars were falling,
the earth was trembling
And then the crowed
impossible to number
carrying flowers,
shouted amid the hotless sun
the lightless moon
the windless earth
the colourless sky:
"How much longer must we suffer
from hunger?
How much longer must we suffer
from thirst?"

And when the lamb opened the seventh seal,
silence covered the earth...

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