The Man in Black

There's a man who wears black, from head to toe. In fact, he's known by his choice of clothes. He's a traveling man, with only a suitcase to take. He'll sell you anything from love to the oil from a snake. We've all met the man, we've all heard his pitch. We've all considered the transaction, and most have been tricked. Despite what may follow, some will return. They will gamble, they will scramble, just to feel the burn. It may be all that's left to feel, in a world scorched and burned by hell. It is true, this man leads the flame. He'll tip his black hat and call you by name. The oil is fresh, and the potions grace the senses. Will you let this man deliver you from the trenches? An easier road awaits, bumps and curves it lacks. It can only be purchased with your soul from the man in black.