Scars Of Life

[Bandit]

I am the one they call Fear, Death, a true and unbearable image in little childrens nightmares. Who are they to say those terrible things, but who are they not? Am I really that bad, that terrible, the devil of my real words, the killer of my lover, my monstrocities of living? The scars of my life, bare the real image in my children the kids of the devils lover, the monster, the gatekeeper of Hell. I bid you off, but don't meet me after death, I shall be very disappointed!