When the The man of death
comes out to play
in the summer rain
He causes so much unbearable pain
Pain pain pain
The man of Death causes the pain
He makes babies scream at his sight
He makes the bed bugs hide
He gives fear a new name
The man of death
he doesnt have a name
Silence is companion
The dead is his regret
Fright is all he can cause
Happiness is only a fantasy
to the man of death
The man of death
hates who he is
and hates the pain he causes
when he wipes the smiles
off of poor little kids faces
The man of Death
wants to be free of his curse
he wants to live in peace
and be happy
The man of death
is just a man
with a deadly curse
that only causes dread.
Don't judge him
for who is is
or for what you've heard
Because the man of death
is just a man
with a deadly curse.
Just close your eyes
and stop calling him a menance
Because nobody is perfect
and everyone has their flaws
Just like the man of death
We can't help who we are
but on the inside
we are all like the man of death
and have our own little curse
that we all dread.
