There is man with a strange black hat,
He carries a bat,
Sometimes even a knife,
He is tall and slender
And wears a black coat that stops at his knee.
And every time I seem him I get killed
I never see his face,
But he always says,
"Today is the day" right before I die
He face is nothing but a shadow
and all I see his white slanted eyes,
Right before he comes a siren goes off,
Like in the Purge
No matter...