Analysis of Cold blooded killer

If you only knew how much it hurts the pain and sorrow the stains of Marlowe winding down the seas of regretfulness thru the path of deception and sorrow, no way back lots of tendencies to attack, on this grey misty morning with only a short weary hollow guitar that cries pain all the way till it gets dark, and no soul ever comes back for thee are doomed and slammed in the gates of hell for eternity, no going back, sorry, sorry was the last you heard, from the cold blooded killer who took the life of a  young man, no time for torture no time for horror shows just a plan, showing the world it’s the end, come to me I’m your death, for eternal life I’ll be ahead, with more fears, more sorrow, more hollow weaps and dark cloudy skies raging for souls, i simply am  doctor Faustus your destroyer, your worst nightmare, with magic all will be feasible to my desire.