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🎬 YouTube Description: A storytelling journey through desolation, defiance, and destiny. "Let the Horsemen Ride" is the latest anthem from Country Music Outlaw — blending mythic Americana with The four horsemen of the apocalypse. Sit back and hear the tale of each individual horsemen and the wrath they bring, 🔔 Subscribe for more mythically charged music, storytelling, and original songs from Country Music Outlaw Written By: GLSJR When the seals are broken and the skies ignite, Let loose the storm, let loose the night. Steel your soul, no place to hide, Let the horsemen ride. Conquest rides in on a blinding steed, Crowned in gold with a cold-eyed creed. A bow in hand, he speaks of peace, But behind his smile, the swords increase. Empires fall at his command, He marks the earth with a ruthless brand. No oath survives, no law stands tall— Conquest comes to claim us all. Let the horsemen ride, let the heavens roar, Open the gates, unleash the war. No mercy given, no soul denied, The end begins when the horsemen ride. War rides next on a crimson flame, Eyes like blood, and wrath untamed. With a blade that splits both time and trust, He turns proud men into ash and dust. Peace is shattered beneath his tread, He paints the ground in black and red. Screams rise up where hope once stood, War drinks deep on brother’s blood. Drums crash like skies collapsing—relentless and raw. On shadow hooves comes Famine’s face, With weighing scales and hollow grace. Bread is gold, the poor must choose, Between their lives or what they lose. Empty fields and empty bowls, He walks through markets, stealing souls. Balance breaks beneath his eyes— Famine laughs while the harvest dies. Let the horsemen ride, let justice cry, Tear down the stars, darken the sky. No shelter left, no hope inside, The end begins when the horsemen ride. [Verse 4 – The Pale Horse: DEATH] Last comes Death on a ghostly breeze, Skin like snow and eyes that freeze. No crown, no smile, just silence wide, And Hades stalks close at his side. He doesn’t speak, but all obey, He takes the strong, the meek, the brave. With plague and famine, war and tide, Death is king when all else dies. Let the horsemen ride, let the trumpets wail, Truth is ash and love is pale. No gods to pray, no sins to hide, The world must burn when the horsemen ride. Four names are carved in ash and bone, Conquest. War. Famine. Death. Alone. Let the horsemen ride, #song #music #countrymusic #apocolypse #bible #biblesongs #ai #aimusic #aisong