Waiting in your shadow,
to find my next victim.
A loud voice in my head,
says hit him.
I cant get away,
the voice makes me follow.
It knows that all I am inside,
is hollow.
I dont disagree with him,
finding a new way to kill.
Just put the next price of my sentence,
on my never ending bill.
I will never get caught,
I can do with whatever.
I will never stop,
I will do this forever.
My next kill,
will never suspect.
There will never be a way,
for him to protect.
After Im done with him,
I will take his life.
This time there is no big plan,
all this one takes is a knife.
On to the next one,
here I go.
You dont know if your next.
HAHA you will never know.
I come to kill,
not to be a friend.
Dont suspect im nice,
because you wont make it to the end.
You dont know what I look like,
or what I can do.
Im picking my next victim......,
AND IT IS YOU. |
