Hiasm - Хиазм

t him just doesn't feel right,
Something is wrong, he looks like he is sick,
Something is wrong in this world made of brick,
There she is, on the corner, she looks pretty drunk,
He walks up to her like a perverted monk,
His movements are sly and there’s smile on his lips,
And soon he will rip her from throat to the hips


The Ripper is out there and all sluts beware,
The Ripper’s got murder in his cold, blank stare,
The Ripper was sent here from Hell down below,
If the Ripper is out there, blood’s going to flow


Menace is soaking these damp London streets,
Down in Whitechapel another whore bleeds,
The man in black cloak is laughing with glee,
There’s no one to stop him on his killing spree,
He came here to spread terror with cold steel in his hands,
Don’t you walk in the night until this nightmare ends,
He will slash, he will cut, he will rip, he will gut,
He will take your life and he’ll leave you to rot


The Ripper is out there and all sluts beware,
The Ripper’s got murder in his cold, blank stare,
The Ripper was sent here from Hell down below,
If the Ripper is out there, blood’s going to flow

The Gorilla Killer

He traveled across the U.S.,
He went from the East to the West,
He headed for Canada then,
He was very dangerous man

Chorus:
The Gorilla
Serial killer
The Dark Strangler
Eternal rambler

He had those dark empty eyes,
Reflecting his victim’s demise,
He killed over twenty at least,
He raped their dead bodies, the beast

Earle Nelson was sick in the head,
Syphilis took mom and dad,
But he was as strong as a bull,
And he was so cunning and cruel

He always killed with bare hands,
He hid bodies under the beds,
He was caught, he was hanged and he died,
And I’m sure nobody cried

Murderer's Pride

This party started in nineteen sixty eight,
Two kids in a car, and it was getting late,
They were making out in the back seat,
When six bullets stopped both their heartbeats


Zodiac, what the fuck,
Where’s my prediction?
Two in the head and then you’ll be dead,
Reality’s always
Much worse than fiction


Now to the next year, it’s fourth of July,
The story’s the same, but this time boy survives,
He gives the police the killer’s description,
But it wouldn’t stop the man on his mission


Now he sends cryptic message, he’s starting his game,
One warm night in September one more girl is slain,
This time the murderer uses his knife,
Once again girl is dead but her boyfriend’s alive


The same year in October another man dies,
Just a poor taxi driver, hard-working and nice,
Zodiac shoots him in the back of his head,
And then for some reason cuts the shirt of the dead


The answer for that comes a couple days later,
Because Zodiac sends one more of his letters,
The torn piece of shirt smeared with blood is inside,
The police starts to know the murderer’s pride


In his further letters more murders he claims,
He kidnapped a woman who barely escaped,
The investigation had immensely grown,
But then he fell silent, identity unknown

The Marksman

Charlie Whitman had a tumor,
Charlie Whitman killed his wife,
Charlie Whitman killed his mother,
Charlie stabbed them with his knife

Chorus:
Charlie Whitman loads his gun,
Charlie’s gonna have some fun,
Down in Austin, Lone Star state
Charlie will unleash his hate

Charlie Whitman packed his ammo,
Charlie packed his seven guns,
Charlie Whitman was a crack shot,
Charlie Whitman killed for fun

Charlie went down to the city,
Charlie found a perfect place,
Charlie climbed the highest tower,
Wicked smile lit Charlie’s face

Charlie Whitman started shooting,
Charlie Whitman had good aim,
Charlie had a lot of targets,
Fourteen lives Charles Whitman claimed

Charlie Whitman had it coming,
Charlie knew he wouldn’t last,
When the cops made it to Charlie,
Charlie’s face met shotgun blast

Summer Night

Summer night, quiet night,
Everything seems alright,
And the wind barely touches the leaves

No one knows, no one hears
How the town fills with fear,
And eight people are killed in their sleep

Something evil crept in,
Infested with sin,
Something evil with an axe in its hand

Walls are splattered with gore,
Broken doll on the floor,
Work of something that Satan had sent

The father was first,
And he got the worst,
His own axe took out his eyes

Six children are gone,
Worms feast under tombstones,
Who will answer for horrible crime?

They were left there to rot,
No one ever was caught,
Somewhere deep down the evil still crawls

Summer night, quiet night,
Everything seemed alright,
But eight people had paid with their souls