Running through the dead of night
Waving around my flashlight
Running through the dark
Feeling the horrid pounding of my heart
I've been collecting these pages
That everyone throughout the ages
Hath tried but hath yet to succeed
Most couldn't even begin to flee
The haunting presence
The terrifying essence
I see the man with no face
Frightened, I pick up my pace
He's coming for me with astonishing speed
How can a man be faster than a steed?
Sprinting over the fence
My, oh my, this is intense!
Suddenly, he grows whiplike extensions
What the hell, is he from another dimension?
Intertwined, I've become
Under his grasp, I've succumbed
No one can hear my muffled cries
As he snatches me right before my very eyes
The suited man without a face
Hath forever halted my pace