slicing of the flesh...without taking a breath
eerily creeping..stealth a test
running from the law..an impossible feat
inside his mind...the demons retreat
at peace with himself..at least he thinks
lapping at violence...a tragidy at the least

**** for the rush..in the past for fun
in the forrest....his bodies bake in the sun
long ago..a child abused..now a thing of the past...he will use
last victim killed...it was hunting season
every one  in town..stayed in for this  reason
relentless this one..not a man..but a creature of darkness...no love in his plans