A badge and a gun they gave to me.
A city under keep; under my lock and key.

They put their lives in my hands.
They put their lives in my hands.

I am death, I am no angel
and with my dagger I decide the fate of all.
I am death, I am no angel;
with my dagger I'll send this city to piles of salt.

There's a killer on loose in this town.
He is evil and his knife soaks this ground.
Dear Detective, please detect this man.
-- How can you catch him when he's half the man you am?

I'm not death, I am an angel.
I can't decide, I can't decide the fate of all.
I'm not death, I am an angel;
with your dagger I'll send myself to piles of salt.

I am death and I'm the angel.
This dagger tastes of blood and salt.
I am death, I'm the fallen angel.
This city's doomed. I'll kill you all.

You ran, brother; and rightly so.
You ran, brother; and rightly so.
Please get away, somewhere I'd never go.

You ran, brother; and rightly so,
but I'll catch you and kill you.
You'll make my knife glow.

Come soon
sun, you bright example
of days post nights long trampled;
cold and alone.

Shine on
with warmth, the barest sample
of optimisms ample;
brothers and sons.

Is this your idea
of forgiveness?
Is this what you call
our family?
I know you hurt mom,
Did you know you hurt me?

You've grown
so sideways, sick, and twisted;
a brother, only listed
with a curse

Everyone's dead.
Your hands are bloody ones.
I've played "alone"
now I'm truly
the only son.

I'm setting out to start again.
I'll find a new home;
and, I pray, new kin
among a brand new suns
and a new system.

So come soon sun,
you example
of days not trampled,
cold or alone.

The clock strikes three;
more clues left for me.
He's a crafty bastard
and he's still free.

Poor little lady
A man and a fairy
Now another victim
of a killer so scary

I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.

Always one step ahead of us
He always gets away
A few murders cause such a fuss
He always gets away

I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.

You're so smart, so cunning;
You'll never be caught.
So fast, just keep running;
a smile on your face and you play God.

I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
-- It's me, it's me.
I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
-- It's me. It's me.

I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
-- It's me, it's me.
I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
-- It's me. It's me.

Her soft
footsteps cross the underpass.
She runs.

Fear glows
through the eyes of a predator.
Her son

gives chase;
a killer found, a bad disease.
He breathes.

"I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down."
"I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down."

Clues left
purposefully, a patten laid;
what fun.

Sinners, all
in the eyes of this predator:
the son.

Mother inferior
A son abandoned, forgotten, lost

As God, I made you pay.
As God, I made you pay.
I command.
At my command, you went away.
At my command, you went away.
I command.

"I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down.
You'll see, you'll see."
"I'll catch the killer.
I'll hunt him down."
-- "You'll see," he thinks.