Moving in the dead of night
He follows you

Remaining out of sight
He keeps an eye on you

You hear a sound
It's best to hide

But you turn around
And he is by your side

You tremble in fear
Your friends just watch

As he gets near
You look at your watch

He shakes his head
It is mid-night

This you should dread
As you put up a fight

You see his face
He has won

Your in a new place
But not the only one

You breathe in the air
You can smell his breath

Just sit in the chair
For he is Death

The devil's servant
Is soon greeted

As sly as a serpent
He has succeeded