Betrayal beginning at birth
A mother ashamed of the truth
Denying a son of maternal support
Not realizing the damage done
Unable to understand social behavior
Maintaining a social facade
Fascinated by brutal violence
A monster develops inside
Sick fascination of photos depicting the dead
Unnerving intrigue of sexually violent acts
Grotesque amusement through visions of brutalized victims
A sickness takes form within the confines of the mind
Trying to cope with these tormenting thoughts
Now leaving the teen years behind
Adulthood makes sickening dreams real
Can't control blood soaked lustful thoughts
A victim is needed for visions of the macabre
Meticulous selection of those I wish to defile
Gathering tools to carry out my fiendish acts
Luring my prey never supsecting a thing
Finally alone my sickness exerts it's control
Bludgeoning victims an evil released a feeling of power divine
Alone I sit in the dark
Reveling in the blood of the dead
Caressing the nullified victim
I must become one with the corpse
The body count is rising no one suspecting me
I can't control my urges I must release this rage
A wolf inside sheep's clothing I lure in the weak
I must fulfill these urges, soon more will succumb

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