The Baron Samedi

From the depths does he rise,
He watches the crossroads,
Guiding the souls that come to pass,
To entre their deaths,
He will take you, to your end,
His voice is that of a thousand dead,

With his dark shaded eyes,
In his hidden facade,
He is coming for you,
Be weary,

From the abyss,
I hear a voice call out,
For all to hear,
Now he is near,
Hiding behind,
His shaded disguise,
He is the baron of death,

And just when you think your safe,
He comes to takes you,

With his dark shaded eyes,
In his hidden facade,
He is coming for you,
Be weary,

From the abyss,
I hear a voice call out,
For all to hear,
Now he is near,
Hiding behind,
His shaded disguise,
He is the baron of death,