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Stalking the streets at night, searching for a victim
Gun, knife, strangulation, satisfy his needs
There’s a maniac standing at your door
He looks just the same as anyone you know
He will infiltrate deep into your life
You’ll only know the truth right before you die
Horrid visions torment him, nightmares from his childhood
The past and the present blur, in his psychotic mind
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