Been around since history began and no one know his name,
Ain't takin' no handouts, he's just gonna stake his claim.
Always on his own terms but teeterin' on the edge just the same,
When he's through the trace is gone and no one's left to blame.

Leavin' the scene, the call came in, so with no rest he began again,
Fired up the car and he hit the road, his mind was achin' was about to explode.
Another one of them down by Priest Lake, lyin' on the seat was his hammer and stake.

Been goin' after these kind ever since the beginning of time,
Used to bother him some, but now he pay it no mind.
These here are the worst so it just don't seem a crime,
Ain't killin' them human types, he just won't cross that line.

Close to the lake as the sun went down, pullin' off the road, passin' through some town,
Noticed things looked a little outta place, saw someone lyin', blood all over their face
Stoppin' at some local store, seven dead people just a lyin' on the floor.

Well, there's just a way to do things no matter what it takes,
Ain't givin' 'em no quarter, and ain't gonna give him a break.
Has been trained for this so he ain't gonna make no mistake,
Only one way to kill him right and that's by poundin' a stake.

Leavin' the town, he was shakin' mad, got to a lake, took all he had,
Got outta the car, started prowlin' around
Knew what he had to do when this one was found.
Drove that stake just as deep as can be, sayin', "You're goin' to hell by the hand of me."

Well, sure there's gonna be another one, just don't know where or when,
Come hell or high water, he'll go and kill him again.
But for now it's a little cruise and flyin' with them voodoo kin,
Cause the offer has been made, if you're close by do drop in.

So well then, as he leaves all you could see are red tail lights goin' into history,
Road disappears, don't know where it'll lead.
But if a man be judged by his deeds, he ain't one, cause he's got his own plan,
Everybody knows he's a spirit killin' man.