Dark Insanity a twisted journey of oddly placed rhymes

Dark voices dance in the mist
the crash of the digital craze

Dark corners that mental itch
Scratching, Breathing, a maze

Soul sucking greedy witch
They say its simply a phase

Treatise of minds fly in the wind
Velveteen missiles spear the day

Weft in the Waffle cream minds
Crazed insurrection leads the way

Norm and Abnorma tie off the binds
Truth withers it dies and there shall lay

No more the prism of concerning good looks
Xylophone masters beat a good tune

Bones in the ground as in certain books
Lair of the mysterious and dirty loon

Scream in the wind the serial cooks
For the meek are taste and a hearty boon

So stank the crazed killer of time
Weird careening missteps fortuneless crime

Ode to the passing of an evil rhyme
At the end you wish the return of your time

So spake and spat the crazed mental rat
The screaming screeching preacher of glorious rants

Sneaking and stalking like a sinister cat
Evil gibbering serial cultists raved as he chants

It is a dream it seems as he stares where he sat
For even a serial killer feels shame when without any pants