A Pale Horse Lyrics - Choice Of Weapon - The Cult

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 

Ill crush your sweet skill 

Yeah, you dont 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 dont 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