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When the night falls down

You know he’s around

Enlighten by the moon

in dust clothes he’s strewn

“My knife, it comes”

You should him shun

for it’s his war cry

he sees without eyes

You can feel the panic

Along the spine

You can see the shiny

blade, you won’t be fine

When the night falls down

The horse clops on the ground

Time to chop some heads

I’m the Headless Horseman

Moving in his stillness

he looks to execute

to steal the heads

he’s ready to split

the mind from the body

literally

His knife, it comes

before the dawn

I am alone

I am on my own

I cannot speak nor breathe

How can I still can be in life?

All I have is my knife

My horse and my dedication

Desolation

Damnation

“My knife it comes”

You scum, now run

eye for eye you know

I’ll steal your head I’ll cut your throat