Twisted

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In the darkest corner of the darkest place
Is a shadowy figure with a featureless face
Rays of the moon catch his silhouette
Which is more than the law have managed yet

Piercing eyes search the dark
Then he spots a car pull up to park
As the drivers foot touches the floor
The hunter attacks through the open door

It's over in a flash, the driver's dead
And the hunter retreats with his severed head
Back to his lair with his gruesome prize
Moving swiftly as his emotions rise

Excitement explodes as he leaves his den
Pushing his luck, he's going to kill again
Two in one night to control the urge
His mind is scrambling, he's on the verge

A teenage hustler out for kicks
It's her last night for turning tricks
Down a dark alley no one hears her scream
As he casts her off into a permanent dream