In dark night, in black alley She walked alone, her name was Sally A pretty girl from high-school She never came back home. . Don’t be so sure you won’t do something you will regret all your life. So don’t so sure that it won’t touch you. . Victims and murders Sometimes just bad luck Corpses and coffins It ends up the same Victims and murders Sometimes just bad luck Roses on your grave . He waited her in the shadow of the tree She never saw him even he was near He didn’t want to kill her But she fell dead on the ground