A Maniac's Killing Spree.

It was one day. I was only bored.
I held a knife up at a lady's throat and took her car.
I stored all of my kitchen knives in the trunk of her car.
Then smashed through the gates of the mental asylum.
I placed explosives on the tightly locked doors and blew them down.
I killed all of the guards and stole their keys.
I opened the dorms of the homicidal maniacs and lunatics.
"Hey phychopaths! Let's play a little game! (="
I felt their excitement.
"Gather up all of the other daranged loonies! We're going on a killing spree!"

I, and the rest of the maniacs of the asylum I've managed to escape,
All ran out of the building and armed ourselves with knives.
"Now the fun starts." I said to myself.
There were about 30 of us to the town of bleeders.
"Attack all! Take no prisoners! Whoever kills the most wins!"
We all ran our separate ways through the town.
And killed every moving thing we layed our eyes on.
"Don't stop until the town is stained red!" I yelled through the chaos.
"You're free now my children! No more fantasizing! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The whole town participated in this spree.
They smashed through windows of homes just to kill whoever was hiding inside.
Riots, fires, gunshots, and brains splattering everywhere.
Still-laying bodies being tripped over all through the streets.
I smiled upon the chaos that I've caused.
Then I spray-painted on the wall, 'A WARNING TO THE AUTHORITIES: This is MY town now. And I will not stop until I form myself a red river.'
I whispered to the disemboweled cop laying at my feet.
"I suggest that you and your men join in on the fun."
"Damn... You... Be-yond----"
"Weehee! Let's go loonies! Let's go! Kill 'em all! Stain the town red! Stain! Stain! Stain! Yee haa!"