Serial Killer

I've tasted

The thrill of a kill

The thrill of my victims

I'm crushing

Destroying their will

Demented

A figure of speech

My mind is lost eternally

Out of my reach

Richard

In your glass case

Stand to be judged, their deaths

Written there all over your face

Ted

A twelve year old

Your body should rot out in public

For women you've killed

Run for your life

I'm the serial killer

I've come to bury you today

No family, no funeral, no rosaries for

Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

That's where you lay!

Run for your life

I'm the serial killer

I've come to bury you today

No family, no funeral, no rosaries for

Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

That's where you lay!

Buried

Dead bodies behind

Their last words are still etched

Clearly into his mind

Driven

Possessed by a will

A will that takes over

And drives him out for the kill

Submit

Submit to me now

He screams out in anger

Bloody thristy, as you cower down

It's time

He raises the blade

You cry out to God

For your innocent life to be saved

Run for your life

I'm the serial killer

I've come to bury you today

No family, no funeral, no rosaries for

Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

My silent grave!

That's where you lay!