LIFE OF A SERIAL KILLER
I just moved to a
lake shore community it’s like starting over with full immunity
As I entered the
quiet lake front basement great place to bury my bodies under
I found a place that
I could bury so many bodies they’ll never find
So if you know someone who’s missing it might be one of mine
Who do I kill? I pick
only the ones who are young and in their prime
You don’t want to know what pleasure I put my victims
through
It’s a passion of
mine, to find some new, inflicting pain is what I do
So if you become appealing
to me, how much pain I inflict is up to you?
It could be quick,
but painless is not an option, if you fight back I’ll do it again
And again until you
wish you were dead, with every stroke I remember every blood I bled
Why I am a serial
killer why indeed, I’m just returning all the pain that was inflicting on me
I’m praying for someone to stop who I am, stab me shoot me
do whatever you can
Because if you don’t stop me it will remain, the only way to
stop me is to stop the pain
Believe me I've tried to take my own life, it hasn't been
successful maybe tonight
It’s ironic a serial killer is about to kill me, what they do
not realize they have set me free
Moments before my life was to end, I seen the face of every
life I took over and over again
As satin came down it felt like an eternal flame and handed
down my sentence in hell
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