Line In the Sand

Line in the Sand Savage claw, And wicked tongue Hollow heart A Hundred years young Can you remember? We've met before Lucifers den His ravenous maw. The time before last, You saw me then Wet Alabama I was younger then. Dressed in black With your card, Your hollow eyes, Questioned me hard No way in, At that time Spurned your poison I was luckier then. This is the last, I really did see The same look; your eyes, questioning me. Unblinking and focused, From a much older time Mine were open, But I was blind. You did work hard, For I am hard to find. Even your smile, Far from kind. Visit me not, Ever again. Keep away, From the hearts of men. When we meet, In the other place, I'll watch your eyes, Not your face. Next time we meet, You know what I'll say, "Get thee behind me" Were thou shalt stay