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MR. HANGMAN
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The face is under mask.
Your name is hand of God.
You’re only one who ever left this place alive.
The scaffold is your stage.

Hey, mr. Hangman!
Show me your face and
Call me your master.
Why you’re gonna serve him till the end?
He pays in gold for every soul in hell.
Take a look back –
It’s blood on your track
To the sentenced to death.
Your pace is heard.

Some steps remained.
It’s time for prophet’s death.
Your will is a tight rope around his neck.
The king applauds your skills.

When sun goes down
the darkness comes and fills everything around.
It’s time when ghosts appear.
They repeat you last words of people
You killed. It sounds in your ears,
You can’t stop it, can’t sleep, you see
Deadmans faces. They make you
Follow them and you roll into the deep.

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