Serial Killer, it's a bit fetchy and sketchy |
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Serial Killer, it's a bit fetchy and sketchy |
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Given in truth that you would come back
To the scene of the crime Reliving the memory of the attack Her skin so white, blotching purple and red Cold's work announcing her body A book of dread A knowing that danger is not too far down the road The floor was chilling And some how her shoes were gone Her clothes had been torn to shreds.. From the dark he watched his catch, Yes, at the shadow covered edge of the room Well protected from her eyes he stood His arms folded, propping his head with his hand But he remained silently amused at her confusion She'd come to only minutes before She was so beautiful to him evil And he was to be her slayer “What pretty cries you tell, Amanda. I almost am convinced of your innocence But I know you’re just like all the rest. Debauching everything that this world needs. Sinner, come to my feet that I might rid the day of you.” But neither knew there lay a third A silent witness to the word With blind sight And expert hearing With senses weakened but still feeling The old man heard but could not save But lived for the police the next day Told of this tale and died right off And then Amanda’s body be carried off The slayer stretched back into the world His next victem was no longer a girl A man yet grown a life built up Born Melody Crosse and now Mel Buck The mans teacher would soon die While the slayer stood over And then fled into the night I’ve seen yet a many murders and rapes But passion was of this one gone This man is killing and chilling the gun My children will not long be safe When will he come for you? Will you fight back Or let him take you? O, I do know what you’ll do You’ll be afraid and confused Prove me wrong, and I’ll set him in jail Then he’s stood before God Time can but tell You messed with her as you messed with them Their messes entwined and set in a send But I have come the reaper with me To take you back and set them free You’ll fall and all will be well Slayer, you demon.. You’ll be in hell. |
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