Son of Sam

Zions Abyss

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The sun fades from the sky
Dusk closes in
A distract figure waits
For signals from within
Demented thoughts possess
The voices in his head
They scream and call to him, it's time
To strike, the time is now

You must do what they say
For fear they'll take you far away
To the darkest depths of hell
They'll take you

Night sets his mind on fire
Voices scream
To strike the demon thirst
A victim he will seem
His hand is life and death
His mindless mission sealed
The deadly bullets fly
Life cut short, it's time to die

You must do what they say
For fear they'll take you far away
To the darkest depths of hell
They'll take you

Unbalanced thoughts prevail
His thoughts untrue
Cerebral overload haunts him from
His youth
Sweet innocent young smile
Your future yet untrue
Law ends his reign of death
And wipes the smile from the son of Sam