| In my years of seclusion, the escalation of a minds insanity. |
| Become
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| Prisoner to my imaginings. |
| A psychopath that society created. |
| Horribly
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| Abused as a child, violent impulses intensified, intoxicated through the
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| Multitude of my crimes. |
| All demented and perverted, grotesque diaries
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| Document in explicit detail the chronicles of my life. |
| I will forever live
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| In infamy…
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| I remember my first, she was 9 years of age. |
| Shining with innocence, I kept
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| Her teeth to remind me of her smile, no sexual acts, just the insane thrill
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| Of killing, not to say I haven’t had those urges before. |
| Tens of child
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| Molestations and sex slaying. |
| Scattered morgue photos used for
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| Masturbation, video footage of sex and torture with victims of my lust, soon
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| Found dead from hideous forms of execution, dead remains dumped on the
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| Outskirts of the city
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| Many found headless with traces of arsenic in their stomach. |
| I created this
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| Immortal in the annals of 20th century murder. |
| I will always be remembered
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| The dead will soon be forgotten… |