impatiently you walk down a long forgotten street nothing to see for miles save for endless fields of wheat blood running cold your eyes catch a ghostly silhouette feeling on edge you halt your pace then break into a cold sweat drifting along the dirt road he's right in front of you a towering man with black eyes and skin of ghostly blue his aura tugs at your mind from somewhere deep within as he slowly approaches you with his ethereal grin
verses rush over your mind you heard it long ago but those are only children's stories so how could this be so choruses and melodies of generations gone they tried to tell us tried to warn us through a morbid folk song:
should you see a vision of the Blue man walking mind to him you do not talk should you see the horror of the blue man's smile your sweet soul he will defile always is the mission of the Blue man tracking run away and don't look back hopeless is the terror of the blue man's victim pray he spares you on a whim
drinking alone in taverns until the break of dawn shouldn't be driving anywhere but all your sense is gone it's no surprise when you feel a lurch beneath the car did you run over that tall man walking outside of the bar snapped to your senses you jump out and grasp at his back no blood to be seen anywhere, instead just inky black smiling viciously at you with horrors unseen you tear at your arms hopelessly you're desperate to be clean
as a child your mother told you of a tragic song the story of a man so cruel to all who did him wrong make believe is all those tales have ever really been so why'd your heart begin to race and panic's setting in?
should you see a vision of the Blue man walking mind to him you do not talk should you see the horror of the blue man's smile your sweet soul he will defile always is the mission of the Blue man tracking run away and don't look back hopeless is the terror of the blue man's victim pray he spares you on a whim
never play with fate young man with your heart of hate you can't win he will grin and your mind will rot away
should you see a vision of the Blue man walking mind to him you do not talk should you see the horror of the blue man's smile your sweet soul he will defile always is the mission of the Blue man tracking run away and don't look back hopeless is the terror of the blue man's victim pray he spares you on a whim