Blackie

Behold a grey horse Death rides a pale horse A crimson robed rider With a whip in my hand You in denim and leather So louche and confused With a wave in my hand I'll crush your sweet skull Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting on you Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting Behold a grey horse Death rides a pale horse A crimson robed rider With a whip in my hand You should have killed me the first time Going to live to regret it Keep on, little hipster Well, you don't stand a chance Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting on you Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting on you Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting Deep in the forrest waiting Death in the shadows waiting, waiting No message for you Oh Death in the shadows waiting Death in the shadows waiting No mercy, no mercy for you Waiting Death is waiting Death in the shadows waiting No mercy, no mercy for you