He lives through hell
With the stories he must tell.
He lost his eyes
With all his lies.
Crazed hallucinations, every night.
The same old story, the same old fight.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
He walks the streets
Just looking for a friend, with all he does meet.
He sits in the same corner every day.
So much in his crowded mind, with not much more to say.
His hands are so worn out, from all the victims he had killed.
His days are numbered, so much anger he has filled.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
Fear of rejection
Fear to be inspected.
He carries his own weight on his shoulders.
He slides his way through the rocky boulders.
Along night ahead, many victims will show up dead.
He doesn't let his blindness stop him from going where he must tread.
Nobody wants to be where he is right now.
Nobody wants to hear his gun go " pow."
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
Closed minded
Left behinded
Never cut him loose.
He will tie your brains with a noose.
Keep yourself one step ahead.
Then you won't be the next on his death bed.
He carries around with him his grandfathers axe.
They used to call him crazy old max.
How far can he take you.
As far as he needs to.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
When he needs more blood, he will come for you.
He has no conscience, sad but true.
He will drag your body along the dirt road.
You will hear him talk of all the murders he has done, with your lips he will sew.
You may hear him but he will make sure you will never get out alive.
Sorrowfully you will strive.
A big sharp object called a knife.
He will rip out your organs one piece at a time.
Sad but true, you stepped into this crime.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
Nobody ever mentioned his name.
He lives on horror, this is his game.
He ain't no quitter
That would be his shame.
Mama never raised a man who never took an aim.
He carries his fathers name.
He lives off his grandfathers fame.
Whatever they did in their past lives, he will take the blame.
Mama never raised a man who couldn't take an aim.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
His big feet
Walks the same streets.
A big shadow walks behind him.
Some kind of negative energy follows his path, it's his own sin.
He will creep you out before he gets a hold of you.
A long night ahead if your the next one to show up dead.
He lives in a hole in the ground.
Thats how he follows his victims around.
Don't step where there are deep dark holes.
He smells you before you see him, some how he knows.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
Muddy footprints along his pathway.
Should you leave or should you stay.
He counts the deadly nights of seeing you in pain.
He works so hard to get you, even in the rain.
There is no secret to his life.
He suffered sorrow, he suffered strife.
He was cut into pieces and sewed up again.
There was no answers where he will end.
Fight against him and you still will die.
Hold your grip there girl, there goes another lie.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
On his list, he has your name.
You did something that got him mad, you were his shame.
Theres nothing more that you can do, just beat him at his game.
Good luck because so many have tried.
The last one he had made cry.
If you lose, you will die.
If you win, then its his time to cry.
Nobody said that this will be easy to do.
Just give it your best, just like the last few.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear.
Now it's time to sacrifice yourself.
While doing so, do not do this in doubt.
Like i said he always wins.
Let us begin again.
Down comes his knife.
Here goes your life.
I told you nobody gets out alive.
Where will he go from here?
When all he carries is fear!!!!
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