(set in a bluegrass/rock/fusion sort of style)

when the sky goes dark
and the stars begin to fall
when man says in his heart
i have not the law

blood will run
bodies will burn
the end will come...
The conqueror worm

death will come a riding
a pale horse on the streets
there will be no hiding
and when it's time to be reaped

blood will run
bodies will burn
the end will come...
The conqueror worm

bones will become dust
blowing away in the wind
there's no one to trust
no escape for us my friend

blood will run
bodies will burn
the end will come...
The conqueror worm

no, no, no
oh, oh, oh

the end will come...
The conqueror worm

This is very...interesting. And oddly fascinating! I really dig your verses.

Thanks. Same back atya.

The line,"I have not the law" instead of "I not have the law" shows a certain premitive feeling about narrator.This is a great piece of writing.