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.