Necron99

Walking alone in a wasteland of fear A voice from inside chills his blood You were brought here to carry out orders There's no place in your conscience for love With these two hands at Black Wolf's command Executing every evil plan Destroying the believers of the land He does not know He may not care His time moves slow Smoke in the air No pleasure he gains from the thrill of the hunt Dead-faced despondent and numb His presence alone seems to cut through the wind And the waves in the water grow calm Some know his name by the deeds that he's done Some know the legend by heart The women, the children, the young, and the old He can't tell his victims apart He does not know He may not care His time moves slow Smoke in the air He rides into town bringing torture and pain And leaves just as quick as he came Blood wash away in the rain He does not know He may not care His time moves slow Smoke in the air