A night of terror rose with a doubtful vibe
As the screams fill his negligent eyes
The waters rose as red as wine
With the blood of innocents trapped in his crime.
No escape from his green gaze
The man who cackles wasn\'t fazed
He adores the cries as they are torn at the seams
A man\'s midlife end with a cut from within.
Without hope everything changes
Chains they can\'t contain him
He doesn\'t live he is ageless
Forever known throughout the pages
A man in purple, green and red
Will forever sow his lifeless thread.