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If this house had a story to tell it would be of fear,
torture, hurt, mutilation and pain. There's no way out of here.
Scene's of crime, just look at them run.
Policeman says "he does it for fun".
There's another killer to catch,
psychological profile to match.
It's serial no-one can top.
Recreational Killer can't stop.
If this man had a song to sing he'd be heard by few.
Stripping flesh again and again to look like someone new.
Blue lights flash and the siren's wail.
Who's been killed, it's so hard to tell.
