The Cult

A Pale Horse Songtext / Lyric


The Cult - A Pale Horse Songtext


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 skill



Yeah, you don't stand a chance



Mercy going to cut you right where you stand



Love in the shadows waiting

Hiding in the shadow waiting

Love in the shadows waiting for you

Love in the shadows waiting, waiting for you



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

Well, you don't stand a chance

Keep on, little hipster



Lord, have mercy

Going to cut you right where you stand



Love in the shadows waiting

Hiding in the shadow waiting

Love in the shadows waiting for you

Love in the shadows waiting, waiting for you



Love in the shadows waiting for you

Love in the shadows waiting, waiting for you



Death hides in the shadows, you got the fear

Death hides in the shadows, you got the, got the, got the fear



Lord, have mercy

Going to cut you right where you stand



Love in the shadows waiting

Hiding in the shadow waiting

Love in the shadows waiting for you

Love in the shadows waiting, waiting for you



Love in the shadows waiting

Hiding in the shadow waiting

Love in the shadows waiting for you

Love in the shadows waiting, waiting for you

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