 | who is this man, with a silence in his voice, a coldchill in his touch, takin souls from all the lost ones, leaving only what cant be destroyed, a death in his eyes, an evil chuckle at our crys, our crys o help, when no-ones there, leaving this left in Gods hands, knowing we cant make the choice, with a jump at every voice, fear in every noise, this man cant seem to harm me, for the lord is who he fears, i know who this man may be, so i cry no more tears |  |