In a graveyard, deep in the night,
A Skeleton Warrior's ready to fight.
His bones are made of metal and stone,
No living soul can face him alone.
He rises from his ancient tomb,
To make all who cross his path succumb.
His dark eyes search for foes nearby,
Waiting for someone foolish to die.
He strikes with speed and never retreats -
Bringing forth a chilling defeat.
No one can stand before his might,
The Skeleton Warrior is an undead fright!
May his presence bring you to your knees,
For the Skeleton Warrior is a force, no one can please.
Flee if you can and live another day,
Or face his wrath and suffer dismay.
His power is ever-growing each night,
Bringing terror in the dead of night.
The Skeleton Warrior is here to stay,
So beware of his wrath and obey.
May the tales of his terror never be forgotten,
For if you cross him, your life will be rotten.
Run now and heed this warning -
Or face the Skeleton Warrior's haunting!
