Tonight to be freed
Away from the light
A darkened dungeon waits for me
Free of the pain
Spilled from my veins
How can I feel if I am gone?
Awaiting alone
Is misery's home
And try to let go of my life
Then with the knife
The blade cutting deep
Invites me to forever sleep
And now I'm free
Downward I bleed
A vessel cast to a shallow grave
The killer roams
Innocent homes
They are the targets that he seeks
Is this really happening here?
Small town America the dear
But yes it's true
And all too soon
Because the next victim is you
The blood from Willow runs
Hallowed South and sent to the deep
Then in the dark, many would weep
The Butcher of Willow Run
A fortune in lives, a debt by his deeds
Pray for him now, their souls to keep
Unsatisfied with those who died
A new chapter to be born
The ripped and torn, bodies awake
And ask for reasons in his dreams
And the horror was all too near
Small town America the dear
A purgatory, horror story
That Willow Run shall forever keep
The blood from Willow runs
Hallowed South and sent to the deep
Then in the dark, many would weep
The Butcher of Willow Run
A fortune in lives, a debt by his deeds
Pray for him now, their souls to keep
The glow of afterlife shines down on you
Released by The Butcher of Willow Run
And mad he was too
But he knows this one feeling for sure
It's down too long, too far away
And the darkness climbed to far to say
