The Criminal in all of Us

Hiding away
in dark alleyways
Venus flytrap
a sticky pad

Run, run little bunny
'til I catch thee again
Thy heart is strong
but thy mind be quicker

A plead
in the dead of the night
I do away with you now
'til 'morrow, my daughter

A sick compulsion
A lively infection
A deadly disease
A cursded affection

In the name of the body,
in the name of the blood
I conquer thee!
And drive thyself into oblivion