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"The Beast is ready to devour!"

The click of bootheels in this menacing night

His roaming eye, bringing dreams of fright

He brings Hell's frigid chill with him here

So hold on to your soul, he evokes mortal fear

Just terror

Just horror

Just terror

Just horror

He's wicked evil, vile, no, worse

He's Randall Flag, and he's a walking curse

His Medusa grin will hold your stare

And you've heard that saying, "It'll curl your hair"

With terror

With horror   Etc.

The time is ripe for armageddon

The dark one corrupts the souls he treads on

So if your soul is black as night

Then jump aboard his legions of fright

For terror

For horror   Etc.