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Somewhere in the wild west,

A black dressed man

Looks like came from hell

Darkness soul and mysterious goal

Everybody know his name,

But no one know who he truly is

Suddenly the fog rolls in the town

and all the houses are shutting down

An impressive shadow is growing in the mist

Push the saloon door,

and his boots on the floor make “shax”

He comes at the counter

And the trembling bartender

serve him a special cloudy liquor

and then an unaware approach the master of horror

he got just enough time to talking too much

and it was his last crime the master get up no rush

he takes the head of the guy and he smash it until he die

shax is his name

he only know the pain

deadly as the hurricane

the worst desert bane

get out on the street just like nothing happened

get prepared for his special run

knock at the sherif door

who know shax is here

10 boots on the floor

that shax can hear

when he opens the door a slaughter will begin that’s clear

bang the first shot is dodge

bang the second one on the wall

bang the third shot is lodged

on the leg of the master who rushes on the deputy

why he’s here

in this town

because of a fob watch’s summoner

he invoked

the demon

to steal horses on the desert

but Shax saw an opportunity

to steal stars on all the farwest cities

Shax slips his hammer out of his sleeve

smashed the skull with such a big strength, no one can believe

in a split second 5 dead body lying on the ground

he picks the sheriff's star to expend his collection finally down