He only comes out in the night,
He checks up on his next victims, oh what a fright.
They don't see him, but hear his small tiny voice,
When he finally gets them where he wants them, then they won't have a choice.
He carries his magical knife,
That's his weapon, his gory life.
He was brought up.that way
He used to watch his parents from day to day.
He learned to have what you want, you must kill.
So every now and then he swallows that magical pill.
That makes him stronger and much more evil.
It's the only plan to survive, this is his will.
Everything got so out of hand,
A killing spree, a command.
This house will never be the same,
As long as he continues this game.
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