Chapter One:
..The Killer..
As I watch my victoms blood spill; enjoy every kill
I plan my next attack, dreams draw near like a flash back
I grow sencere; my appoligies are never accepted
Laugh at the blood smear, dramaticaly respected
Room surrounded with blood covered blades; axes and hooks
Murderous romance giving the dead aids, my murderous books
The police try hard to find the peices; but I only solve the puzzle
Life a Jig saw mixed in feases, or a peice of gold in a bag of rubble
I'm not a canible; though I suppose you could think of me as one
My job is fun, yet love for murder isnt near being Murderously done
With a monster inside my soul; I know something is hungry and gold
Growing old isnt hell, its the thirst for blood that keeps me ahold
With my saw; and my many different tricks held up my sleave
My hood up, showing all the victoms my puppet on the screen
Their lives are distributed through my deep voice..with they survive
One does; I tell her that very little of the worlds population accepts life
I hand her, an ex-boyfriends head; she rips off the jaw
She bows to me; "Thank you for this..Master JigSaw.
Chapter Two:
..The Night..
With the sky so dark; the children hiding in their fears
Holding the control of their lives, destruction of their tears
Draw their parents near; so I can hold their souls in hell
Prison is like Kidengarden here, flames circle their cell
Things are going well; the night so blind leaving angels behind
I walk down the street with kids screaming "The Boogieman is behind me"
Now how can they see; that the boogieman controls their pleas
Come to an ease, suffocate their own lives..their own survival
I own the night sky; becoming the worlds darkest arival..darkest rival
Chapter Three:
..The Piano..
Walking down the hotel hallway; listening to the piano
Wondering whos controlling the keys, enjoying the piano
Walking down this dark path in which no angels behold
Looksing for the room with the wonderful music so cold
Like a phantom; hiding in a underground room near by
I come to a ending wall; turning back with a sigh
I hear a voice call my name, turn around surprised
The wall is risin; verticaly coming to a sun like horizon
The piano keeps playing, a music un-matchable
With a phantom that you could not beleive; un-catchable
Realizing the truth; the piano is closer then I thought
The pianist is me; it was just a phantomized plot.
Chapter Four:
..The End..
Day of reckoning; this day is turned to a judgment
Gods flareing tempers, starting to punch shit
Hadez killing angels; Zuez slaying the inneicent
Announcing that this is for earths own benefit
Thunder and Lightening killing much of humanity
Brutality, wondering off the true glamity
Enemy; slaughtering whats left of the killers family
Handing me; a baby boy left severly bloody
"Hunny, this child wont make it so hungry"
The earth goes dark; world left silent
Ever one is dead, all gods got too violent
