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The  man in the alley is insane,
Syphilis eats at his brain.
All dressed in black,
He is ready to attack.

He stalks in the dark of night,
Trying to stay out of sight.
A certain type he wants to find.
Whores,filthy whores screams in his mind.

A door opens at a nearby Inn.
Laughter for a moment and silence again.
The click-clack of heels on cobble stone,   
As a woman of the night walks home.
A short scream then a moan,
As flesh is cut from bone.

He can hear the music of wind chimes,
As he stabbs fourteen times.
He feels joy at her last breath.
Justification is somehow felt by her death.
Her suffering and demise brings delight,
As he disappears into the night.


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