а вот группа Macabre лабающая murder-metal специализируется как раз на серийниках..))



7. Ed Gein

I'm a killer, and a gravedigger
My stew will be made out of you
I eat women, I'm a cannibal
And a necrophiliac too
I make bracelets out of bodies
And coffee drums made with flesh
Organs frying in my kitchen
And the skin of your chest is my vest

Ed Gein - He's crazy, He's mental, He's sick
Ed Gein - The head of a girl in his sink
Ed Gein - His soup bowl is made of a skull
Ed Gein - Your face is a trophy on the wall

I'm a fiend, I'm so morbid
That I sleep with your organs at night
And have sex with decaying bodies
To me it's such a delight
Then I'll eat them in my kitchen
I will savour the mortal meal
It's delicious, I'm excited
Just the thought of gives me a thrill

Ed Gein - He'll shoot you in the head
Ed Gein - Then drag you home on a sled
Ed Gein - He'll gut you in his woodshed
Ed Gein - Does things to your corpse people dread




5. Son Of Sam

I am Sam; Sam I am
I would not like green eggs and ham
I am Sam; Son of Sam
With my 44 in hand

You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head
There's no time to cry, now it's time to die

My father has told me to kill you
And that's just what I'm going to do
I have a gun and I'm insane
I'll make your life go down the drain

You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head
There's no time to cry, now it's time to die

I am Sam; death in hand
I would not like green eggs and ham
I am Sam; Son of Sam
Your life is a flash within my hand

You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head
There's no time to cry; it's time to fuckin' die




2. Mr. Albert Fish (Was Children Your Favorite Dish?)

He loved to hear the little kids scream
His instruments of hell did gleam
A box with a cleaver, saw and a knife
He used them to cut up their innocent lives

Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?

He took 12-year old Grace Budd home
And then he sawed right through her bones
With carrots and onions he made a stew
Her body parts was also used

Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?

With his fist in the air, he'd scream he was Christ
He'd do things to kids that weren't too nice
He'd lure them in and eat them up
Albert Fish, you were such a fucking nut

Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?
Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?



17. Dr. Holmes (He Stripped Their Bones)

Just call me Dr. Holmes
I'd like to strip your bones
But first I'm going to kill you
Inside of my black hotel
I'll gas you in your bedroom
I'm going to take your life soon

Dr. Holmes he stripped their bones
To medical students their skeletons he sold
He melted their flesh in acid bath
And sold their bones in classified ads

I want you to work for me
But don't tell anybody
Just come to my black hotel
And bring me all your money
I'll put you in my lime pit
Your life I'm going to end it

Dr. Holmes he stripped their bones
To medical students their skeletons he sold
He melted their flesh in acid bath
And sold their bones in classified ads


18. The Green River Murderer (He's Still Out There)

The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him
Forty-eight and counting
Dead prostitutes keep mounting

The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
A trail of bodies behind him
Forty-eight and counting
The body count keeps mounting

The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him