The Man in Black

Life is short.

That black heart beats

So furiously,

So passionately,

Pumping dark blood--

That bloody hate,

Through shadowy veins--

Veins so constricted

and filled with taint.

He is the body of darkness,

That lurking infinite doom.

His soul is black.

His mind corrupt.

He's coming for you,

And he is coming soon.

Time is running out.

He is Death,

And he cannot be stopped.