It's a late night, the devil is on the prowl
He creeps slowly, searching to do his foul
The area is combed and the traps have been set
The slipping young G, will be the one the wicked gets
The youngster walks tall and strong
But now he has realized, he just walked into sight of the unforgiving prongs
Escape routes have been blocked , the end is near
Evil has surrounded him, POP, there is no more fear!
The devil withdraws his army, all of his silhouettes
Do not question how, ask who will be next??