A young child, I spectate
My mentor in violence
My tutor in butchery
Restraining his kills
Slaughtering them
With various cutlery
In silence I watch and learn
Waiting for my turn
Abducting and killing
Gruesome crimes so chilling
In silence I study
All their pain
This knowledge given to me
I will use for savagery
My mentor grows old
Weakens as I grow
As I become stronger
He will live no longer
I await for him
He awaits for me
He knows all my strength
I will watch him bleed
My mentor’s successor
I live apart from society
Stalking, killing
Any unfortunate person that I see