The slayer’s arrived

on a black horse of steel

trouble is coming

hell on two wheels

hide in the shadows

awaiting defeat

or live by the sword

and choose to be free

we say retribution

we say veangence is bliss

we say revolution

with a cast irion fist

coming down the road

wacthing every move

kicking in the doors

taking what we choose

anarchy’s coming to town

a fiery invader

burning it down to the ground

Categorized as poetic