Verse 79 (Song of obsessed detective)
Let stories flow with eager.
Your such unpleasant ego
Has had me struggling harder,
Than even loudest murder...
Investigating cases
With leaving barely traces,
Your ego makes me crushing,
For reasons I am blushing.
Yet hold your breath in breast, you fool,
Or either way I'll make you null.
Detective and his victim –
"Hide-Seek" - it's so descriptive.
Your signature is bloody trail,
As if you think that I will fail,
So graphic was your recent act,
The news are fresh – so it's a fact.
Forsaken hopes when I see you
In true crime logs, so what is true?
You make me trying harder, stop,
I know it's wrong, yet you're on top.
So slick and cunning, all I need,
I wish, it's bad, I need your seed.
The nights spent out in dreaming scenes,
That's sin for me, that's such a mess.
I'll find you, darling, find you first.
That's what I want, I want the most.
And when I finish what I did,
You will be tied up and hid.
With me alone, in darker place,
Do pray for then, and hope for best.
I know I'm wrong about you.
But I will find, oh, I find you!