THE DARK SiDE

Demons, devils, from within
Cursed are those who live to sin.
Restless nights upon this land
Zombies, ghosts, with scythe in hand.
Eternal life for aweful crimes
You've wished for death so many times.
It's like no other you can conceive
Death to those who don't believe.
You  want to run, you try to hide
There's no escaping The Dark Side.

Darkman in  '93