The Murdering Mind Lyrics

I should not mind
If she were done away with
Killed or ploughed,
She did not seem to serve a useful end
And certainly she was not beautiful

I have no time to tell you
How I come to be a killer
But you should know, as time will shown
That I am society's pillar

To bleed doth cheer the pensive
And remove the raging fires
Bred by burning love.