Building the Suit

The night wasn’t dark and rainy

The film’s not rough and grainy

It’s actually quite bright and sunny

And the red river is deliciously runny

I think it’s rather delightfully funny

My knife was sharp and sleek

The victim tied, oh so meek

Into my window I’d seen him peek

As I worked and clacked my beak

Now sweet vengeance I wreak

This mask I wear I quite enjoy

As I gaze at the dying boy

I'll play with him like a toy

His death brings such joy

And in my work, he'll deploy

So he wanted to know what the hacking

Was in the room I'd been barring

From him after every date's banging

This is what he gets for braving

And into my secrets charging

One more kiss my handsome dove

Why was it me you had to love

Calling me an angel fallen from above

Oh, your voice, such sweet octave

Don't worry, your hands will be my glove

When your skin is cured just right

Together we'll set others to fright

Feeding on the sultry forbidden blight

Culling the crass from the night

Boots will come from the next we smite