Unnatural

Madness overwhelming

Excruciating pain

My brain aches for release

I will suffer until I kill



Weapons have been gathered

Now I seek my prey

Senses heightened as I stalk



Distorted means of pleasure

Taking human life

Uncontrolled obsession

Murder is my vice



Aberrant compulsions

Kill for peace of mind

My consuming passion

Murderous appetite



Ferociously attacking

Stabbing all I see

Blood is spraying on my face

Hands are punctured in defense



Brutally dismembered

Parts are growing cold

A natural high achieved by death



Perverted and twisted

Bizarre thoughts are my norm

It is my nature to murder

If I stop I know I will die