He's the leader of his own cult Diagnosed with a psychotic syndrome Constant moves under the public microscope He's involved with plenty room to roam As he lures them to his humble abode Always pleased with the end result Capture yourself in his catapult He's the culprit of his own twisted show The perpetrator gene way out of control Look up the books his written he's one sick joke There's no consent in his stare Deranged reoccurring nightmare Damage done with no mercy to spare Distinct motif of a monster it's clear The serial imposter has interfered Send him to the chair so he can prepare To suffer, good and proper to the end To suffer, good and proper till he's dead For all the people he offended To suffer, good and proper and end it