Sacred Young Prey (continued from The Libertine Man)

It wasn’t fair to put a crime upon me  
The death of those three lovely girls  
It was my sick friend who ended their lives
And with that, the end of my world  
 
My best bet was run for the rest of my life  
I hit the street traveling far  
Now I was a libertine man myself  
Hiding in corners and bars  
 
Since I was now known as a murderer  
It wasn’t too much of a stretch  
To fuck a young beautiful woman  
Then strangle the life from her neck  
 
My first victim was a real cutie  
A slut from the streets to be sure  
While fucking to fantasies of her coming death
The lust that I felt was so pure  
 
I was honored to think of my role in her life  
Hard work but this thing must be done  
Since she had to die at the hands of a man  
At least she’d die having some fun  
 
I’d paid in advance for the privilege of her  
She fucked me in several ways
As she rose to leave I retrieved my gun
With a silencer I ended her days  
 
She sat for a moment surprise in her eyes  
I said, “I am sorry to end you this way.”  
Her beautiful body with a hole in her chest  
Fell as my sacred young prey  
 
I cupped my hand over her face to feel
In a moment her breathing ceased  
I placed my hand on her still warm cunt  
Then felt as her soul was released
 
I took back the fee that she’d charged of me
She wouldn’t be spending a dime  
Time to move on, much work to be done  
So many women and so little time