July 1976 - July 1977

It all started out, when he was born
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
 
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
 
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
 
Locked in a cell for all his life
many years of doing time
He is the son and he will return
so help me god, you will burn