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Sun 19 Mar, 2006 12:58 pm
He Rides A Pale Horse
From the depths of despair, along the road to nowhere
waits a man dressed up in black
He rides a pale horse and he shows no remorse
for the evil he's there to enact
He searches the dark, where no light can spark
any hope into a depressed mind
He's the devil reincarnate, there to obliterate
those of us who fall behind
You may be strong or weak, bold or meek
it really matters not
For if he's hunting for you, know this to be true
your life can be bought
The price won't be gold; it's the values you hold
that will determine your fate
If you sell out your soul he will eat you alive whole
and then it will be too late
Beware of temptation when you're seeking salvation
it's the sign of the devil
Life's path may be rough, but walk it enough
and you will smooth it level
My advice my friends is to make amends
for any wrongs done in your past
But do not delay, make things right today
as the pale horse runs fast