The Devil's Steed

I hear the hoofs
they're coming
they're coming

clump a clump a clump a
deaths horse racing me down
black steed of death, fire in his eyes
flaming mane of blue and white

the eyes so horrifying
intense gaze into the soul
the hoofs are coming for my heart
hellish sounds you can only hear in the middle of the night
noises that one can never forget if you escape

this fire demon chills the bones
I am unable to outrun such a twisted steed
who can outrun the devil?