[Verse 1]
He crept through windows in the dead of night,
No mercy shown, no saving light.
Los Angeles trembled in '85,
The devil had come, and he walked alive.
He left pentagrams and fear behind,
With rotted teeth and twisted mind.
"Lucifer dwells within me," he’d sneer,
The voice of death was all you'd hear.
[Chorus]
☠️ "Hail Satan," he said in the court that day,
As the families wept and turned away.
A black-clad figure, cold as stone,
The devil’s child, all alone.
From Whittier’s streets to the Mission's glare,
The Night Stalker spread his dark despair.
[Verse 2]
He killed the young, he killed the old,
With knives and guns, his soul ice-cold.
He whispered “Don't look at me, b*h, or I’ll kill you fast,”
Then vanished like a shadow past.
He wore an ACDC cap on his raid,
Left shoe prints from an Avia blade.
The media screamed, “Lock your doors tight!”
No one was safe from him at night.
[Chorus]
☠️ "Hail Satan," he said in the court that day,
As the judge called him pure decay.
Nineteen lives he stole with pride,
But justice watched, and time would bide.
The crowd rose up when they caught his face,
Dragged him down from his devil’s race.
[Bridge]
He’d read The Satanic Bible, dreamt in red,
He said, “I am beyond good and evil,”—full of dread.
In San Francisco and L.A. too,
He left behind a bloody clue.
But a neighborhood rose, and fists flew hard,
A chase, a scream, a citizen guard.
They beat him down in a working-class street,
Till cops arrived to end the heat.
[Final Chorus]
☠️ "Big deal. Death always comes with the territory,"
He grinned like a ghost in a dying story.
On death row long, but time won the game—
In 2013, cancer took his name.
No fire, no glory, no soul to save,
Just bones in a quiet, unmarked grave.
[Outro – Whispered]
Lock your doors… and pray you forget…
The Night Stalker walks… in nightmares yet.
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