Hexagon Riders

interlocking hexagons marking their chest riding six grey horses taking you to your death see the gleam of pitch black steel their minds no longer think and their hearts no longer feel hexagon riders doom patrol riding straight into your soul hooves crushing your head i can't help but think of you dead eating the hearts of the old destroying the dreams of the young they travel the path of infinity make their home on distant sun hexagon riders doom patrol riding straight into your soul hooves crushing your head i can't help but think of you dead [repeats]