Dusk of a time forgotten
In an abandoned forest
Through the journey of time
There he stood
Dressed in black
Flowing with darkness
A man that
None yearned to know
He jagged movement
Left the brittle bones of man
Crimson dust
In the winds of fate
He dwells among them
Flowing through their lives
Witnessing their demise
From there he grows
More powerful than time
The man who is feared
But has no name
Bear warning
For his silent twitch can bring the end
And just when you thought it was over
The Darkman begins
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