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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