"The Horsemen can't be killed. But they can be defeated. You can't kill a concept. Their bodies are just a show of their strength."
Crowley rubbed at his temples. "They pave the way for the end. But even carpenters need tools of their trade." His face twisted as though in pain, and the demon hissed. "Revelation. Chapter ssix, verssess two through eight."
Under his breath, Crowley blessed. "That'ss enough. Get out."