The Executioner

There goes the executioner 
In his dark robe he seeketh thee 
At midnight he calls upon closed up houses 
Looking for a next victim paler 
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He carries his axe 
Thy ghost here - there goes the executioner 
Guided by night’s deadly thunder 
For death is only a moment away 
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Oh there walking down the street 
Until ye the executioner perchance meet 
The heavy sound of frightened feet
That bring thee closer to death’s keep
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Thud is here 
Upon a neck 
Blood is here 
The end is nigh 
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There goes the executioner 
In his dark robe he seeketh thee