My thoughts control me, I can't hold back any longer. I must commit these acts, my fantasies compel me.
Watching, stalking, waiting, planning this perfect crime.
I have studied your surroundings for months now, I know exactly when to make my move, and exactly how I'm going to make my move.
A perfect murder to me is all about strategy, so unaware as I stalk flawlessly, repeatedly in my dreams i have pulled this job.
In front of the mirror as you prepare for sleep, this is when i sneak behind and put the barrel of the shotgun to your head. I like it when you see my face.
A blow to the skull; I make sure your still alive.
I only kill quick when necessary, but this is a score i must settle.
Now is when my fantasies come, so I reach for my blade, inflicting this mutilation. Slashing your face, stomping your body. I love to see you in such pain, for this pain is my extasy.
Suck the barrel, and look at me in the eye, Do you think I really give a fuck about what I'm going to do?
Decapitated by .12 gauge slugs, I can't even recognize half your body anymore.
Your family will probably tell the authorities I'm a suspect, So I eliminated them before i eliminated you.
Dragging you to the basement I place you with the rest. Nude, in perverted positions with your loved ones.
Fiendishly I masturbate to the scene I have created. The investigators are going to be shocked.
My payoff, my crime gets televised, Overwhelmed with laughter as i realize... They'll never catch me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
