I've tasted
The thrill of a kill
The thrill of my victims
I'm crushing
Destroying their willDemented
A figure of speech
My mind is lost eternally
Out of my reachRichard
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 killedRun 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 hillsideMy 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 mindDriven
Possessed by a will
A will that takes over
And drives him out for the killSubmit
Submit to me now
He screams out in anger
Bloody thristy, as you cower downIt's time
He raises the blade
You cry out to God
For your innocent life to be savedRun 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 hillsideMy silent grave!
My silent grave!
My silent grave!
That's where you lay!
