His life of past was most atrocious
His ill will was most arduous
When he died, one can guess
to where he would hail
in the burning pits of the sulphurous Hell
Though before he would be sent to bleed
He had chance to repent his deeds
In doing so he took a vow
In which he would never cow
Emotions are for all but this one
No pleasure
No pain
'Till his work is done
He will walk the Earth until it's destruction
Or if he finds one to put his trust in
Though, he shall know no love
Though he'll seeks it frantically
Cause all the ones he cut into with cold steel
Should his quest carry off
He shall be cast into the pits of Hell
Unless the love is purely true
The one he loves shall be run through
He fears nothing except for that