The Phantom Serial Killer

I'm invisible, untouchable, you don’t know who I am.
They say that I am evil. Am I a woman or a man?
I’m elusive, yet intrusive as I watch and wait to strike
I blend in with the shadows and the darkness of the night
I'm sadistic and I'm wicked and I am savage you will see
I leave a trail of death behind marked with brutality

To society I’m a monster who should be locked inside a cage
But when I’m in the crowd I’m like an actor on a stage
I display these false emotions and wear them like a mask
Pretending I am friendly, while thoughts of killing you I bask
You’ll think that I am innocent as I walk among these sheep
But I am hunting for my prey, the vulnerable and weak

Like a lion I sit and watch and quietly lay in wait
Until I find the one who has sealed their deathly fate
I hunt them and I stalk them and observe them day by day
Until that moment comes when I can finally catch my prey
I lure them and trap them and drive them gagged and bound
To a place of blood-soaked earth that I call my killing ground

I drag them from the car and tie them to a tree
My knife is at their neck as they struggle desperately
But there is no escape from this horror and this pain
Cause I’m a psycho and a sadist and torture is my game
It’s true fear that you will feel when you look into my eyes
You will see me as a God not just a killer in disguise

Your death will be my glory, the media I will feed
When I leave a signatory note the cops will think they have a lead
They think that they can catch me, these detectives with their guns
But I’m invisible, untraceable, I am a professional, not dumb
Their forensics will be useless as I never leave a trace
I may even help them hunt for me while laughing in their face

They judge me and they criticize, but they never really see
They don’t know the truth of what’s hiding inside of me
I’m not a monster, I am human. A product of abuse
Releasing all my hatred on those in whom I choose
People are nothing more than objects. Simply cattle for the kill
Killing them is pleasurable, it is my greatest thrill!

There will come a time when I will show the world my face
When death calls out my name, before I finally leave this place
Then one day they’ll make a movie, no doubt a gruesome thriller
And I’ll be immortalized forever as the phantom serial killer!