Heavy hooves crush earth and stone
As the Horsemen make their ride
To bring the name of god to all who must succumb
Resistance breaks like will and bone
To spread the word sent from a high
You will bow to him, or die beneath my thumb

Throughout history and time
He’s been watching all along
The conductor in an orchestra of death

Beware the War Machine, he rides
All lost in his wake will die
Feel the pain brought through the fire and the flames
He knows no race, no color, creed
His lust is fueled by other’s greed
To him, your lives are all a part of his twisted game

Heavy wheels batter the streets
Hunting the cities for a ghost
It’s hard to win a war against an ideal
Stay and fight this thing; you will
Until the Powers get their fill
In this land where money floods the fields

Throughout history and time
He’s been watching all along
The conductor in an orchestra of death

Beware the War Machine, he rides
All lost in his wake will die
Feel the pain brought through the fire and the flames
He knows no race, no color, creed
His lust is fueled by other’s greed
To him, your lives are all a part of his twisted game

Heavy warheads scorch the skies
Cut a path to your front door
Delivered from an enemy half a world away
You never see your killer’s face
Truth be told; he’s been replaced
By circuitry and wiring deep in a concrete bay

Throughout history and time
He’s been watching all along
The conductor in an orchestra of death

Beware the War Machine, he rides
All lost in his wake will die
Feel the pain brought through the fire and the flames
He knows no race, no color, creed
His lust is fueled by other’s greed
To him, your lives are all a part of his twisted game

I wrote this around some guitar tracks I recorded. More of a setup for some drum work on my part, the guitars weren’t quite as “good” as I would have liked for the lyrics to play out to. So, I sent the basic tracks to my collaborator and cowriter in the hopes he could rescue the idea..

Still a work in progress!