Run, you righteous horse!
Ride into the storm.
Hurry, white horse!
March on into the storm.
To conquer evil.
To destroy evil.
Behold! The Fire Horse Chases
A storm of battle is brewing.
Behold! The black horse appears.
A famine storm is coming.
Behold! A pale horse creeps up on you
A hurricane of death is upon us.
And the grave obeys.
Run! A horse of justice!
Ride into the storm.
Run, white horse!
Go on through the storm!
To conquer evil.
To destroy evil.