Jody is gone and Mike is gone too.
Mike came back but Jody is through with life on earth, he was my best friend I tried to save him but he died in the end.
I got my tuning fork in my pocket and guitar pick from a lost guitar.
I have chain saw and four barreled gun in the trunk of my car.
I used to sell icecream on hot summer days and I'd give Mike a ride in front, he would suck on a vanilla cream ,he didn't ask first and I didn't charge him, it all seems like a dream. That was the last day before that crook came and took all I loved and my home and my house and my whole family went up in flames. He dented my car it had a good paint job, I had to hit the road and raise a traumatized kid and those freaking spheres managed to impale hand with a drill, right through.I met a woman on the road, she had a nice laugh and great pair of legs and we made love while we stayed in a bed and breakfast that her grandparents owned.
I hardly heard Mike cry out cause she moaned so loud.
I tucked in my belt and shook the sweat off by the palm of my hand and ran to see the glass smashed and Mike pointing to the window. Damn that girl is gone.
So we made haste with my classic car to a nearby mortuary with a built in cemetery.
He'sa bad dude. He's super tall,rail skinny and longest legs I've never seen. He's nightmare, he isn't real and he's all in your head. He exists man, he's no fallacy , he makes you think that all the pain you felt and blood in your soul that bled is just a fantasy. He holds the key to reality. He has no heart no personality. He drills you and slices, stabs,he dices , he crunches and shrinks your insides in.
He makes every dream a chore , every thought an agony all the while he probes your anatomy. He's hungry for your fear and he's longing for your brain to be in his hand, he wants you to be a robot to obey his every command.
He's grey and he's old but he's always strong. He can lift a ton without any effort at all. He doesn't die no matter what you do he keeps coming back from the dead over and over just to pursue your every move and haunt till your mad,he's waiting for a weakness so he can win again and you can lose. You're life means nothing you're the scum under his boots.
Hes like the Grim Reaper on a rampage, he's death in the flesh , he's death gone mad. He's a sick twisted villain with whole lot of class. He dresses nice in a black suit and he has shiney shoes he's got a square jaw, big brows and skin pale as the moon.
So here I am on the road without a home and my girl is just a freak who threw me out of her life out on the street on a abandoned highway she left me bleeding and breathing shakily. She was just another one of his minions she didn't really care for me.
So I had my heart broke but you know this icecream man has had his disappointments, I'm no ruffian , I'm no warrior, I live like a criminal always on the run, I'm the good guy, I'm the honest type, I'm not robot, I'm an original, When you mess with my family I fight like hell. I'm maniac with a chainsaw, I'm not out to kill, I'm in defense mode, i have some serious ninja skills. I'm just trying to survive here I'm not a threat, I'm just struggling to stay alive , avoiding my death that he planned for me. I don't want to see him leering down at me as he operates, I'm going to stomp the breath right out of him until he gives in and let's everyone go. I'm not letting him get away with murder, you want me to stay out of your way tall man, you're going to have to kill me , go right through me, I'm not letting you go off easy. You're going down old man. I'm coming right at you. I'm following your trail, abandoned towns and deserted streets. Empty cemeteries and ghost towns stretching for miles. I'm going to stop him from destroying the world