Boston Strangler, Albert Desalvo, the Atlanta Murders by some insane pyscho John Wayne Gacey, what a clown, Jack the Ripper, London town Charles Manson... Son of Sam, they all can kill and not give a damn All psychotic, all insane, only want to kill, again again again...
Theme, murder, victim unknown, waits in the dark, hiding his face Looking for you, looking for me, wanting to kill
And me... I walk city streets, looking for any man or women, lucky ones I never meet Hiding my face, watching yours My knife, long and bright, take it out, and see it glimmer in the moonlight I've killed before, I've tasted blood, I want more