Phantom Of The Crimson Cloak
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Out of the fog comes a huddles shape<br /> Cloaked head to toe in crimson flowing robes<br /> It hunts, kills, eats<br /> <br /> Unseen in sickening mists of night, some evil's lurking in the gloom<br /> Voracious hunting appetite and piercing demon eyes<br /> A mandrake sets upon it's prey, slashing mangled claw<br /> Soulstealer strangling terror, in crimson cloak it kills<br /> <br /> Mortals who cross the path<br /> The phantom hunts and kills<br /> With a swift ferocity<br /> The demon's carcass strikes<br /> Death is his way, dare not cross hi path<br /> The phantom of the crimson cloak stalks the dark and silent night<br /> <br /> A killer waiting for the strike, in silence you will stand in fright<br /> Captured by it's frozen stare, your body drained of essence<br /> Predator of the pure in heart, sending all their souls to Hell<br /> There is no escape from here, phantom horror attack<br /> <br /> He must feed<br /> On innocent human flesh<br /> To hold the madness at bay<br /> That torments his eternal march<br /> <br /> Death is his way, dare not cross hi path<br /> The phantom of the crimson cloak stalks the dark and silent night<br /> <br /> An ancient corpse<br /> He's trod this worn path<br /> Many forlorn years<br /> Aeons yet to come<br /> <br /> Death is his way, dare not cross his path<br /> The phantom of the crimson cloak stalks the dark and silent night
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