Serial

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There's a killer in our midst

And it's always been this way

He creeps up from behind

And then bashes in your face



He drags you to the woods

And ties you to a tree

He strings you up upon a branch

And let's you dangle free



He creeps up in the night

When you're sleeping in your bed

He takes an axe in his hands

Then buries it in your head



Once you're aware of the killer

You likely won't survive

He'll dig a grave in the ground

Then bury you alive



He kills us from the insides

We're sent to an early grave

He finishes off his evil deeds

When he sets your flesh ablaze



We must escape this ghastly grim

And refuse to whither and fall

We're all at one point a victim of

The serial inside of us all

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