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Drag your crosses through the ground
Pull the carcass to the hound
The ship we wrecked is going down
The weather is a bitch and tonight she howls

Remember me as you pass by
'Cause you are now and once was I
'Cause I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me

Four nails, four corners
Four riders, four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war and pestilence

Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell

Remember me as you pass by
So you are now, so once was I
'Cause I am now, so you will be
Prepare for death, follow me

The sky tears open and it pours with blood
The moon turns red and the streets will flood
Dig up your casket, fill it with stones
This is the end of the world and we are bringing it home

Four nails, four corners
Four riders, four horses
Bring me famine, bring me death
Bring me war and pestilence

Throw your fists to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell

So kill yourself 'cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself

Four nails, four corners
Four riders and four horses
Four tales, death voices
No love or corpses

Throw your fists down to the ground
Beat by beat as the blows rain down
This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves
The bed we made is a grave in hell

So kill yourself 'cause there ain't nothing else
Go on and fucking kill yourself
Drag your crosses through the ground   Pull the carcass to the hound   The ship we wrecked is going down   The weather is a bitch and tonight she howls      Remember me as you pass by   'Cause you are now and once was I   'Cause I am now, so you will be   Prepare for death, follow me      Four nails, four corners   Four riders, four horses   Bring me famine, bring me death   Bring me war and pestilence      Throw your fists to the ground   Beat by beat as the blows rain down   This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves   The bed we made is a grave in hell      Remember me as you pass by   So you are now, so once was I   'Cause I am now, so you will be   Prepare for death, follow me      The sky tears open and it pours with blood   The moon turns red and the streets will flood   Dig up your casket, fill it with stones   This is the end of the world and we are bringing it home      Four nails, four corners   Four riders, four horses   Bring me famine, bring me death   Bring me war and pestilence      Throw your fists to the ground   Beat by beat as the blows rain down   This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves   The bed we made is a grave in hell      So kill yourself 'cause there ain't nothing else   Go on and fucking kill yourself      Four nails, four corners   Four riders and four horses   Four tales, death voices   No love or corpses      Throw your fists down to the ground   Beat by beat as the blows rain down   This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves   The bed we made is a grave in hell      So kill yourself 'cause there ain't nothing else   Go on and fucking kill yourself