KILLER
A dark night befalls once more,
A body drops down,
Hitting the floor,
Another one dead by a demon,
From hell he came,
This evil heathen,
Blood stains him like a kiss,
If you see him,
He shall not be hard to miss,
Eyes cruel as fire,
Don't talk to him,
He might be a liar,
Red as blood is his hair.
No heart does he have,
He does not care,
A cross shaped scar plastered on his left cheek,
He preys on the little ones,
The ones to him are meek,
He slips in and out,
Like a snake that can slither,
This is his life,
The one of a killer.
