The shadows grow wherever he goes
Spreading evil upon his way
Blood flows in mighty rivers
From those who get in his way
His spell casting has no equal
The finest it the land
But much prefers fighting
With a sword in his hand
Death and destruction are his trade
A shadowy figure he is
Lurking unseen until the time is right
Then going in for the kill
He kills those who betray him
He kills just for game
You are definitely a deadman
If you try to stand in his way
He can throw fireballs hotter than the sun
Just the sight of him makes his enemies run
With a crazy look in his eyes
He can stare at you until you die
Fiery eyes that see to your soul
Your darkest secrets he already knows
He'll use them against you if it gives him an edge
He'll enter your mind and mess with your head
He spews fire and toxic waste
His heart knows nothing but hate
His mind is twisted his soul corrupt
The hell hound his pup
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