He stands in the gateway
His eyes filled with fire
A lust for the dark life,
A killing desire.

Man in dark bring clown your blade,
Take a life.
Man in the dark give vent to your blood lust tonight.

A seething black hatred
that blots out the light.
He raises his arm
and brings down a knife.

And cut 'em down yeah.
They call it murder where I'm from.

He watches the stragglers
And creeps up behind.
His passion is hatred
His hatred is blind

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