Nov 17, 2008 23:34
The Lottery That Is A Serial Killers Victim List:
Their ashen eyes
burned out like cigarette butts
crimson smiles from ear to ear
eternal sleep reached while dreaming
handed out by a cold steel
room
to room
to room
in their deepest nightmares
never suspect it could be you
living the sheltered life
safe and sound
but they will rip apart your world
raping this security
and the flames will raise so high
illuminate the suburban junkyard
inside their bodies
poisoned by real humanity
dragged down by middle class ignorance
and tomorrow the onlookers would speak
at the water coolers and in the school yard
what a shame
what a shame
blinded and gift wrapped
his victims, you'll never stand a chance
the numbers are random anyway
chosen for sport this creature's a familiar one
it rests till shit cools down
making it's bed
hidden in the hearts of you and me
these doors can not be locked
for the shadows they stalk you
feeding your insecurity
and it stabs long and deep
stabbing again
stabbing again
stabbing again
to cut them down and give you something to believe in, again!