Fires Of Hell: The Man Clad In Black


THE MAN CLAD IN BLACK

I shall tell you the story of a sinister man
An orphan he was to be, born to live in poverty
But he refused the part the gods had planned for him
He darkened his mind and made his money with the knife

In the dark he's waiting you
You can't rest 'till his job is done

The man clad in black
A shadow in the night
The man clad in black
Flash of blade in the dark
He's an assassin
He's your assassin

For many years he was but a ruthless killer
But then an old master entered his life
He was thought the code, the honour, the glory of his ways
"No women or children, always half of the pay in advance"

In the dark he's waiting you
He can't rest 'till his job is done

The man clad in black
A shadow in the night
The man clad in black
Flash of blade in the dark
He's an assassin
He's your assassin

"In the beginning I was like I am now
I just killed for the money

Then the old man came to me
Thought me the principles and the real skill

For long I followed he's teachings
But then I failed

And Again became this shell of a man
That I am now"

His failure was catastropic, drove him into madness
He had betrayed all that was holy for him
And became a just a shell of his former glory
But his blood lives on, maybe that will save him

In the dark he's waiting you
You can't rest 'till his job is done

The man clad in black
A shadow in the night
The man clad in black
Flash of blade in the dark
He's an assassin
He's your assassin