13
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13
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Hear the story of the black horsemen
Who served their king to spread blood across the land
Until they were burned
Quite terrible indeed
Set fire to his soul
On Friday the thirteen
We are the dark you fear in the night
We are the grave that feed on the light
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Rape murder blood they ride until light
The black horsemen bring death upon the night
Until they meet their end
Quite terrible indeed
Set fire to his own
On Friday the thirteen
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We are the dark you fear in the night
We are the grave that feed on the light
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