****** violent dreams.
Victim's lovely screams.
Ah Ah.
Crimson flowing streams.
****** violent dreams.
Oh Oh.
The mad man wakes up sweaty he is here again, here again.
It looks as though his sick addictions dear again, dear again.
Half asleep he walks down to his basement, basement.
Grabs his tools to work on a new patient, patient.
Storms into the city too excited, excited.
Somehow the evil in him's reignited, ignited.
****** violent dreams.
Ha Ha.