[vio-lence cover]
I've tasted the thrill of the kill the thrill of my victims I'm crushing, destroying, a figure of speach My mind is lost eternally out of my reach, richard, in you glass case, stand to be judged Written there all over your face, ted, a twelve year old Your body should rot in public for all the women you've killed Run for your life I'm the serial killer I've come to bury you today no family no funeral no rosaries forslain on this hillside, my silent grave, that's where you lay Buried dead bodies behind Their last words are still etched so clearly into his mind Driven, possessed by wil, a will that takes over and drives him out for the kill Submit, submit to me now He screams out in anger, blood thisty as you cower down It's time, he raises the blade You cry out to god, for your innocent life to be saved Run for your life I'm the serial killer I've come for your life today I'm the serial killer I've come to bury you today no family, no funeral, no rosaries forslain on this hillside, my silent grave, that's where you lay