Tony36

The Dead Man

The dead man walks

A lonely  road

Taking down his enemies 

So he can collect  

Their souls

 

He is not truly dead

Nor is he truly alive

Those who srand in his way

Fall over and die

 

With eyes as bright 

As the core of the  sun

He sees into the very heart

Of those who dare

Stand in his way

He stands ready

He stands firm

He collects his enemie\'s souls

And adds them to the urn

 

One by one

He defeats his foes

One by one 

He collects their souls 

 

He walks in the shadows 

He is nobody\'s friend 

He is the reaper of souls 

He will get you In the end 

 

With glowing eyes 

He stares into your soul 

He knows your darkest secrets 

There is nothing you can do 

Watch out

He\'s coming for you 

 

Many have tried To stand in his way 

Many have fallen 

Their souls they have paid 

 

He comes from

The depths of Hell 

To destroy those he will 

Those that oppose him

Those that stand in his way

Those just trying to have

A nice day

 

His eyes glow like diamonds

He sees the heart of all

He breathe is like fire

Hot, dry, and raw

Worms pour from his sockets 

There are spiders Upon his face 

He knows no mercy 

He knows no grace 

 

He walks the Earth

Upon the road

Looking for victims 

The numbers untold 

 

The weak and depressed 

Are his favorite \"game\"

For the feel lonely 

For they feel shame

 

The big and the mighty

With egos galore

These souls are so greedy

Just ripe for his store