Along Comes Killer

My first victim was my mother

I was sixteen, she was dissected

She was a whore

When I have known that

It's got me crazy, so I killed her

Since that turning point

I've been hunting for the bad girls

Like was my mother

In our shabby walk-up

Cockroach-infested apartment

I dismembered my mother's body

I was sitting before her corpse

Thinking about my life

I swore to clear this world

Make it clean from that trash

Next night I went out in the street

Where the red lights on

I found the girl, who's living on her back

She spread her leags wide apart

I strangled her by her stocking

She had no time to cry

Then I cut her throat by knife

And set her corpse on fire

It was my second victim

So it has been started

Dirty whores beware my vengeance

I've begun the body count