Ed Gein
The death stare of the ghouls blade
Became the death of them
They never lived, they never loved
The blade ripped threw the morning sky
They never saw it comin
The ghoul laughed with a fireball of emotion
They never loved, they never
You could hear the crows heart beat
A ghouls tale of murder
A ghouls tale of heartbreak
The body limbs hung like art
They reeked of loving death
The ghoul lived in a prison in his mind
The ghoul died escaping the light