| He’s the keeper |
| Of the underworld |
| His name well known |
| And everyone’s heard |
| Oh his mystical powers |
| His love to kill |
| Don’t take that last step |
| It’s your blood he’ll spill |
| Can’t you see, with his eyes |
| He sends fire to the sky |
| Don’t you know, with his mind |
| He can condemn thee to die |
| He’s hot tempered |
| Don’t stand in his way |
| If you cross his path |
| A high price you’ll pay |
| He takes from the rich |
| He kills the poor |
| He burns down their houses |
| From the ceiling to the floor |
| Don’t you know, can you feel |
| He’s there waiting to kill |
| Can’t you see, through the night |
| He’s there waiting by the light |
| Looting, burning, raping, no surrender |
| Fighting, stabbing, killing, it’s murder |
| Looting, burning, raping, no surrender |
| Fighting, stabbing, killing, it’s murder |
| He’s the keeper |
| Of the Underworld |
| His name well known |
| And everyone’s heard |
| Of his mystical powers |
| His love to kill |
| Don’t take that last step |
| It’s your blood he’ll spill |
| Can’t you see, with his eyes |
| He sends fire to the sky |
| Don’t you know, with his mind |
| He can condemn thee to die |
| Can’t you see, with his eyes |
| He sends fire to the sky |
| Don’t you know, with his mind |
| He can condemn thee to die |