The Night Stalker
By: Mary Grace Tolentino Sulla
What an exquisite face
What alluring eyes
Who would have thought that you could hurt someone?
The deceitful light, the dark halo behind those lies
Has been hiding the fearless, wrathful demon
Ready to unleash all the anger and pain
He has bottled up inside him
Let the madness and evil reign
What horrific ideals
What horrendous words
Who would have thought that it would come from someone
Who was young and seemingly innocent?
The violent wind, the blood and the scent of fear
Of all the victims you have guiltlessly raped and killed
They cry, they scream, they squeal
While you cover their mouths with your filthy hands
The blade goes to their throats
And here you are proud, you even gloat
The stench of air and the odor of a goat
Fill and permeate those secret places
Do you even remember their faces?
The occult power you boast
You said it comes from the devil himself
You will pay for your hideous crimes
You will pay for your sins and wickedness
The prince of darkness and lies
Whom you faithfully served will no longer save you
The ghosts of your victims will haunt you
May you squirm, rot and burn in hell!