Evil and anger are shown in beady hazel eyes,
Sooner or later the good sided guy slowly dies.
A Texan taskmaster who forfeit certain things,
Hearing seven voices and eating chicken wings.
He watches the busy bar vigorously like a hawk,
Eyes up and down, stabbing fries with his fork.
A demented and completely sickening killer,
Wearing a bright red jacket like MJ in Thriller.
Following drunken patrons home and wielding a pocket knife,
Digging graves for Diablo, be careful he doesn\'t take your life.