There sits a house just outside of town,
Battered, beaten, and broke down
Once it was new and filled with life.
Until a stranger came calling with a knife.
He bound and gagged the family that lived there,
Slowly cutting of pieces, taking great care.
He tortured for a week before they all died.
Then he left whistling with a gleeful stride.
The town was rocked with horror and dismay.
On the walls, in blood, he wrote I will be back one day.
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