Despite what they may tell you,
The Four Horsemen aren’t the ones to be feared.
It is the lone one, whom you should hide from.

We let the four exist for fear of one.
Because at least the four aren’t alone.

We build cities, tolerate angry strangers.
So that we may be with someone around us.

We sacrifice, help those in need.
Because we might just make a family.

We cry out, from exhaustion.
So that we might make friends.

But they don’t have to be family or friends,
When the lone horseman comes.

In darkness a stranger is still human.

— The Lone Ranger