Dark night, chilly wind, silent footsteps,
Warm room, fully lighted, soul tormented,
Young man, or maybe old, on the doorstep,
Silver knocker, crooked finger, man demented.

Untouchable Man, starving and fearful, wrinkled and horrible,
Beggar Man, cold and ill, willing to kill,
Not wicked, only hungry, eyes all bleary,
Slight breakfast, scrambled eggs, jelly legs.

Knocked again, Knock-knock-knock, knock'd,
Only shadows answered, from beyond,
They giggled, they laughed, they seemed to mock,
Untouchable Man, how dare you walk!


Upon this fair land, under the moonlight,
Have you no shame, you ugly blight?
You trod here, and you will pay,
Your life on the altar, lay.

Untouchable Man, you are not wanted,
In our great country, fresh and green,
Go back to your hovel, ruined and haunted,
We hate you evermore, Leave us! and never be seen.
The man's eyes flashed fire, But down they stayed,
A curse was uttered, a pact was made,
The heavens thundered, the earth trembled,
The grounds broke up, inside the man tumbled,

The Gates were opened, for the young man,
The Gates of Hell, for Untouchable Man,
Fires leap'd around him and danced about his head,
He felt nothing burn, was he truly dead?
[The Angel Of Death, had played a mean trick,
It was cunning, it was cool, it was definitely slick,
Untouchable Man, he learnt Hell's Magics...]


And he practiced them very, very hard,
His heart was pure black, like road freshly tarred,
Fire and Illusion, 2 big nasty lies,
In him the Angel had found, the meanest of allies.
His lips twisted backwards, they seemed to smile,
Revenge would be bloody, and painful, So Vile!
The curse was uttered, by he, their Slave,
Burying them alive, in earthy grave.