He's the leader of his own cult
Diagnosed with a psychotic syndrome
Constant moves under the public microscope
He's involved with plenty room to roam
As he lures them to his humble abode
Always pleased with the end result

Capture yourself in his catapult
He's the culprit of his own twisted show
The perpetrator gene way out of control
Look up the books his written he's one sick joke

There's no consent in his stare
Deranged reoccurring nightmare
Damage done with no mercy to spare
Distinct motif of a monster it's clear
The serial imposter has interfered
Send him to the chair so he can prepare
To suffer, good and proper to the end
To suffer, good and proper till he's dead
For all the people he offended
To suffer, good and proper and end it