"One Thing"

Enveloped in
This dying skin
A skeleton
Disguised as a man

I'll light the torch
I'll carry the banner
Until I hear the echo
Of the judgment hammer

Fighting the good fight
But what's good about fighting?
No way to set this right
The four horsemen are riding

Born into
A body of sin
According to
Words of long gone men

I'll light the torch
I'll carry the banner
Until I hear the echo
Of the judgment hammer

Fighting the good fight
But what's good about fighting?
No way to set this right
The four horsemen are riding

One thing
Happens to man and beast alike
One thing
Befalls us all no matter how hard we fight
Still I swim against the current
Trying to make my way back upstream
The pain is not a deterrent
Now I'm living for just one thing...

I'll light the torch
I'll carry the banner
Until I hear the echo
Of the judgment hammer

Fighting the good fight
But what's good about fighting?
No way to set this right
The four horsemen are riding

When you say, "the four horseman are riding", what are you referring too?

Wars, rumors of wars, famine, death, pestilence. You know... the whole gamut.