My first victim was my mother
I was sixteen, she was dissected
She was a who*e
When I have known that
It's got me crazy, so I k**ed her
Since that turning point
I've been hunting for the bad girls
Like was my mother
In our shabby walk-up
co*kroach-infested apartment
I dismembered my mother's body
I was sitting before her corpse
Thinking about my life
I swore to clear this world
Make it clean from that trash
Next night I went out in the street
Where the red lights on
I found the girl, who's living on her back
She spread her leags wide apart
I strangled her by her stocking
She had no time to cry
Then I cut her throat by knife
And set her corpse on fire
It was my second victim
So it has been started
Dirty who*es beware my vengeance
I've begun the body count