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Theres ted Bundy
rolling up the holler
call the fuzz
and lock up your daughter
Before he makes you submit to his wish
know he has got a sick foot fetish
he aint what they call bad
sometimes he just goes a little mad

Herbet Mullin gonna save the california state
been told by God thats his fate
poor fellow didnt like his dad
serious issues drove him mad
to keep the earthquakes from a coming
he's gotta go people hunting
but when the drugs begin to fade
the voices command someone must pay

Shadows on the water may bring fear
remembering what Gary Ridgway did here
whores to be paid for quick sex
made his prey an easy catch
a good decent family man of sorts
except he liked corpses
even dead he loved to feel her
took them forever to catch the Green River Killer

Otis Tool and Henry Lee
Killing n Rapin whatever they see
Breed to be evil,sick,perverse
among the killers, they're the worst
Got poor Adam and a few others too
Before they got grabbed by the boys in blue
Turned out one liked to kill by fires
the other just happened to be habitual liar

Upstairs another crazy fiend
Jeffry Dahmer in Apartment 213
A fetish for murder and young men
Black , asian, young or thin
Have a drink,its laced,you're a fool
say hello to the Milwaukee Cannibal
Once inside and you take a seat
its game over,you're gonna get eat

And look out for that Richard Chase
you won't ever forget the Vampires face
keep him hospitalized they couldnt afford
so they let him out of the psych ward
aggreviating his psychopathy
He feasts on dogs,women,and babies
Can't believe they found him not crazy

Here comes Gacy
painted like a picture
never woulda thunk
hes got a sick little fixture
he hates fags, they get him down
but his alter is a homosexual clown
A kind man whose good with knots
til he leaves ya under the floor to rot

Listen to the Dogs
its the Devil's command
Berkowitz no more
now The Son of sam
Pick up a gun and take to the streets
March to the sound of your own strange beat
Are you a liar or are you insane
or do you just lust for BANG BANG BANG

Psychopathic frenzy, when it passes
ill feel empty
try and reach out
but theres no empathy
try try try
to be like you
say all the right things
right on cue
But peel away the mask
Look into my eyes
And youll see
A world that I forever hide

07-20-2011 01:17 PM
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