The first hellrider came
On wings of plenty in the dark
Poured out his poison
And he blew away his mark
Mothers, hide your sons
The second hellrider came
From the flaming seas and molten sands
Poured out his poison
With his promises of promised lands
blackened tongues of lying leaders
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
The third hellrider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother man
And the fourth hellrider waits
On an acid trip for an acid world
Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men
Throws some scary Tarot cards and...
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
As the revolution's stepping into time
The Darkside of Aquarius
Has robbed us of our souls and minds
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
From the starlit sky on a silver sea
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel around
Gotta push the wheel of dharma around
Push the wheel of dharma around
Push the wheel of dharma around
Push the wheel right 'round, right now (yeah)
I've gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Gotta move the wheel of dharma, I've
Gotta move the wheel of dharma, oh
Move that wheel right around
Gotta move the wheel of dharma
Gotta move the wheel of dharma now
