Klaxons. Myths of the Near Future. Four Horsemen Of 2012. Zeneszám

There's a half man, half horse that still pollutes my thoughts
As he rides on a flame in the sky
He comes through the centuries with me on his entries
The kids and the cats watch him fly

Please catch that half horse as he murders my thoughts
With fragments of flames anyway
Half man, half horse that still pollutes my thoughts
As he rides on a flame in the sky

Four horse men
Twenty [Incomprehensible]

There's a half man, half horse that still pollutes my thoughts
As he rides on a flame in the sky
He comes through the centuries with me on his entries
The kids and the cats watch him fly

Please catch that half horse as he murders my thoughts
With fragments of flames anyway
Half man, half horse that still pollutes my thoughts
As he rides on a flame in the sky

Four horse men
Twenty [Incomprehensible]