THE DARK MAN
There, on the side ov the road.
A man ov dark, glares thru me.
Does he know my destiny, or is he Satan's referee.
On Satan's path to heed, is the road to home.
We do roam, to hell and back.
The shadows, go up in flames [ Guests cannot view attachments ]
Evil has gun control, hell has it's way.
Satan is at it's play, taking over souls.
On the road, bloody trails to stay.