Lost too much blood
Its already settled in his guts
Tricked by a drug deal
Lust for a quick high, never satisfied
I can still smell the aroma of chloroform
In my chest, in my brain
Knocked me out just the same
As one of those booze-filled nights of whiskey and cocaine
He preys on the sinners, those that go unnoticed
Prostitutes, drug addicts, the homeless
Last one was a whore
He let me watch her suffer
Then cut at her in pieces till her meat became tougher
He ate at her ravenously
Then broke the bones savagely
Wishing for a wish bone
As though humor would ease my tension
I noticed his bib and uten sils
As if that made him anymore civilized
Yet who am I to criticize...
I've slept in my puke and shared needles with bums
I was brought back to the reality by his devilish hums
He was the ripper. Of that i was sure.
He cut first at her "lips"
She must've been used to the abuse
Of all those perverted men
The more money made her loose
Then I lay on his dinner table
Cut', (ouch), "HELP"
Aroused when his meals yelled
He liked me
So he assured me that I was but a victim of this body
I was coming down and started tweaking
As bodily fluids began leaking
Death seemed like the only solution
I accepted it with open arms
Cops busted in
Body parts devoured
And all I wanted was my monster