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Poor thing, all alone

Late at night, walking home

Hunted down, stalked for prey

Soon I will have my way

Wrong place at the wrong time

Taken out/wiped out/struck down in the prime of life

Welcome to my twisted game

Welcome to my evil ways

Eyes upon you, you feel my stare

Turn to look but no one’s there

From the shadows and now your mine

One last breath, you’re out of time

I must move on, got another to kill

A souvenir to relive the thrill

Decapitated, I got your skull

I got it hanging on my wall