Zachariah

Zachariah was a tall man, he made the others fear
Zachariah was a fair man, he never cried a tear
Zachariah was a strong man, took the world upon his back
Zachariah was a young man, when they sent him to the black

Here's the story of the long forgotten chosen one
The emissary of the cemetery's seventh, seventh, seventh son

Zachariah came from elsewhere, he was not made of flesh
Zachariah walked among us, but inhuman nonetheless
Zachariah preached the golden word, he never backed away
Zachariah vowed he'd rise again, come 'round on judgment day

But when they saw Zachiarah's power
And they felt his steely gaze
The townsfolk all cried "MONSTER!"
And they sent him to his grave

Here's the story of the long forgotten chosen one
The emissary of the cemetery's seventh son
The only man that could incarcerate the Devil's fun
He had the power, but he didn't make the spirits run
He could have saved them when all was said and, said and, said and done

And when the night it fell upon them, while sleeping in their beds
They woke up to the nightmares, but not dreams in their heads
The demons came from everywhere, and cackled through the night
"Twas only Zachariah that could have saved your lives!"

Here's the story of the long forgotten chosen one
The emissary of the cemetery's seventh son
The only man that could incarcerate the Devil's fun
He had the power, but the didn't let this spirit run
He could have saved them when all was said and, said and, said and done