Witness

Murder, murder down the hall

Who is the next victim that is going to fall?

Creaking footsteps coming closer 

Sweat droplets seem to be colder

One step before I am found

But then murder turns around

Running steps all over the floor

Murder lets out a ferocious, laughing roar

Screams of pain can be heard

And the final last word

Drifts into the air

Forever lost and can not be repaired 

Police sirens surround the home

Police don’t let murder free to roam

Murder got caught and survivors fee

At last I can be free 

Murder, murder out the door

Where can your victims be restored?