• Night falls
    Gangs and all
    Women on the streets
    Waiting for their death to meet

    Crossing from road to road
    Watchin, waiting
    The perfect time
    Night fall

    Attack and carry
    Away to the deep depths of the alley
    Maybe the woods
    Anywhere at that fact

    You fight for your life
    He tears off your clothes

    He starts, You cry
    Screaming and screaming
    To let you go
    But no

    His hand cuffs your head
    Your breath gets softer
    You start to calm

    He whispers:
    Now you are alright

    You close your eyes

    His other hand touches your neck

    All you feel,


    Is your last breath!