Running Wild

(Rolf Kasparek)
Hey Mr. Man in black, no more disguise
Its just a waste of time, we see through your lies
You think youve ruled the world, through the endless time
But on your wealthless soul, I wouldnt bet a dime
When the elder drops his arm youre dead and lost
He takes away your breath with the kiss of death
No deal can save your soul, we know your evil name