A man both infamous and legendary,
From stories so terrifying, paintings so scary,
Wearing armor that's rusted and smelling of dead.
Face surrounded by a hood so dark and red.
Considered a great hero, he's worshiped by many,
But the reason to be loved, there are not any.
It's plain to see he's a monster from Skorm
That's existed a long time, taking any form.
Eyes that look dead and are showing decay,
Looking irritated and old, minutes from going away.
A being that completes most any task,
Forget about the man, tell me who is the mask?