The Horsemen

Inspired by the Led Zeppelin song, No Quarter




The Horsemen

Cloaked astride
the darkest hour
horsemen ride
in dreaded power.
Rhythmic rite
of demon death
frigid night
reveals their breath.

Hear the call
The horse king's order
kill them all
they give no quarter.
Swift the blades
foul beasts to slay
bathe the glades
in blood this day.

Take the land
in their own power
they demand
the people cower.
Iron fists
that rule with dread
in morning mists
they'll have your head.

Fealty sworn
bow on your knee
in fear is born
this misery.

Throw them off
the people rise
the Horsemen scoff
an easy prize.
But with resolve
the people stand
with all involved
they take the land.




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