Killing Thou

I am your neighbor by day
but your murderer by night
to day this may leave
you bit at fright

My fingers so long and thin
may give your spine a chill
just to hear your sorry self scream
gives it all my wanted thrill

Dont call me mad, I'm
maybe crazy or mentally insane
but the killing of others
is all i have to gain

But this beast, this disease
That lives inside of me it seams
only comes out when
the full moon gleams

I always do all
My dirty work alone
And i keep to myself
one tiny little bone

to see all of my work
look inside my treasure chest
to see all the little bones
laying there at rest

But once i killed my wisest friend
I struck him while he set
and to this day
its the only killing i regret

This fever thats effected me
has converted my brain
Transformed me normal
to abosolute insane