" The Punisher "
Nor dead, neither alive
Born of darkness and ink of the night
His steel sword rings through the halls
It warns out loud
Death has arrived
All his body's covered in Blood
Curdled blood, Bitter disgust
He's not the judge
But takes down those are
Judged as Sinners
Those are condemned
To Hang alive
Under the crimson, oh crimson metal
He puts on his head, veiling his eyes
No one never knows who could be lurking
Oh could be lurking deep inside
The shell of metal
Is it a man? Is it a ghost?
Is it Devil?
Tis Executioner
Has no Mercy, nor compassion
He cuts off the heads
Deaf to beggars
As they proclaim
Give me a Chance
Give me a Chance
Whining with their
Slayed hands
When sirens call
Run, Hide,
Escape with your life
They ring for him, waking him up
Cutting your tongue, slaying your limbs
Exile your soul, pouring fuel
Set you to flames
Burn you to roots
Shhh…
Don't breathe a word
When he's passing close to (your) door
Searching, Looking for his victim
He bites the bait
Carries them to hell
When Sirens call
Hide in Shadows
Don't you fret
Cause he senses oh
Sensing your dread
Dread of the death,
He's come of darkness, holds down the sword
When sirens call he will be sent by the lord