Screech to a halt the cement truck did
Not after the boy was taken for the skid
The driver of the truck locked in his seat
A maniacal grin for his beastial feat
Visions of his childhood locked in his past
Now seen of surface and now are cast
Molested as a child, unable to see
His father had loved him incestuously
Hatred for the man who twisted his life
Intent for the bloodshed he reached for his knife
Hopping out of the cab and seeing those kids
The burning of his mind he seeks to rid
Maliciously heading for the children at the scene
All staring hopelessly at their dead friend Dean
The kids all scattered but for one its too late
The Driver grabbed him by his hair and sealed his fate
Chorus
All sounds ceased
Knife in his ear
Blood slowly is drained
From his head the blood
Spewed on his hands On the street
His body fell limp to the ground in a heap
Pool of blood at his feet Thorough job
Maniacal smile content with the management of this child
Chorus extension
Dead son Dean
Parents not impressed
Sullen transgresser
Obstinate man
Turmoil is shown, by all that have seen
Verse 2
Morose din of the neighbourhood
All know what must be done
This surely individual has tried an entreaty done
A lynch mob if mothers, fathers, brothers of the son
Killing brought forward in the mind directed to one
A new compilation series featuring cat-loving metal bands from every state donating their tracks for local animal welfare organizations. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 12, 2018