Yet Another Classic

I think I need to set this one up for you all. Like all the others thus far, I wrote this song in high school and it was based on true events. At the time this was written, someone was running around killing people in a town in British Columbia. To add to this I was starting to get into some heavy music (Cannibal Corpse) that deals with the grotesque side of things. I have warned those of you I work with that you may see me in a different light after reading this and I really didn't want to post this but I cannot disappoint the few readers I have.

Murderous Ways

I feel myself slipping away
I fight to stay awake
Because as I drift to sleep
My thoughts become clearer
My urge to kill awakes
As I jump to my feet
I walk zombie like
Towards the kitchen cupboard
It's too late to turn around
The need for death is strong at hand

I leave the house
My victim soon to be found
Thoughts of death haunt my mind
As I attack them from behind
They never see me coming
With my knife in hand
They only feel my wrath
And never see my face

They have no chance to run
As I drag them to an alley
I feel their bodies tense
And know how scared they are
Nothing matters to me
'Cuz I enjoy the pain they feel

I take pride in my kills
And know they can't find me
No evidence is left behind
Except the rotting corpse
The blood soaked body lies
Waiting to be found
So more lives can be affected
By my murderous ways
No one's left unscarred
By my murderous ways.

I personally like the last few lines, as it was the basis for the song. When murder happens, especially serial or multiple murders, the fear of more murders grips the entire area and holds the citizens hostage. In this instance, I was slightly affected by these random attacks and I was miles or rather kilometres away from the actual events. I cannot even begin to imagine how those directly affected by events similar to the one described above really feel but they definately are not alone in their fear and anger.

I just want to emphasize that the feelings and thoughts in the above song lyrics have never really entered my mind other than for this song. Sure I have wished certain people were dead but I never considered helping them along at all, well at least not seriously and no where close to as savagely as described here. I hope I have put everyone's mind at ease so I don't receive any strange looks from behind pillars or desks.