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Dark riders with flowing robes
The power of death within them flows
Riding out across the sky
Satan's henchmen flying by
Black stallions with silent hooves glide gracefully across the roofs
Flared nostrils and fiery eyes
Satan's henchmen ride the skies
Spread out to all four winds
To leave their curse wherever they've been
Night riders hunting souls
Satan's henchman
Witches dolls
Horse and rider appear as one
To disappear before the rising sun
Fading shadows in the morning light
Satan's henchmen rule the night
