The Blackheart of New Orleans...

New Orleans at midnight
Fog rolling down the street
Grey wall cuts off his sight
The air is nothing sweet

A born killer’s dream come true
Blue jazz floats upon the air
Feeds his need for something new
He knows... that it’s out there

Killer’s instincts brought him here
To this place of magic
A land of supernatural fear
Ghosts of all the tragic

In the back of Shadow Lane
A blackest heart does live
The man is quite insane
Takes his pleasure, never gives

Foul smells come from his breath
He sniffs the stagnant air
He must create some death
Innocence... beware!

Now Killer needs a reason
To kill a man or beast
It’s just not open season
Because he wants to feast

Not the slaying of the weakest
Nor taking of the young
In making sure, no contest
When the trap is sprung

So to stop this craven killing
Killer stalks the night
His eyes are simply chilling
If you behold his sight

Killer’s fists are clenched in rage
This monster kills for fun!
But Killer writes a different page
This demon’s day is done

He finds the killer, standing
The victim cowering at his feet
Killer’s voice so commanding
You’re someone I’d like to meet

You’ve taken lesser, weaker prey
‘Twas no authentic fight
Listen here, I say!
Let’s get it on tonight

I’m betting you ain’t got it
To take my equal down
I’ll fight you to the death
For the "Orlen’s" crown

Blackheart tries to run away
But Killer’s quicker still
You won’t leave alive , I say
I’ll teach you how to kill

With that, he grabbed him by the arm
Swung him off his feet
Teeth all bared in a grin of charm
I’ve got this sucker beat!

What Killer didn’t realize
Is Blackheart had fought before
And though he was small sized
He had won a whole lot more

Killer lunged and swung a fist
B.H. stepped back and ducked
The fog swirled in, a thickened mist
He thought , "Oh shit, I’m fucked"

Then from behind, he heard a sound
The scrape of a padded shoe
He moved aside and swung around
It was... you know who

They closed upon each other
Clawing for a hold
No faces loved by mother
Both souls already sold

Killer finally reached his knife
As Blackheart fought and bit
Both tried for the other’s life
In alleys dimly lit

The sun was nudging the horizon
Fog was clearing fast
Killer knew that “mother’s son”
Was going to breathe his last

A single ray of sunshine
Broke through the foggy wall
Pierced a sky of gray and wine
Blackheart began to fall

The blade of Killer ran him through
Slashed a trail into his guts
Blackheart lay upon the dew
Now Killer shows him what

Killer tears the core of evil out
His knife of steel, rips flesh and bone
This demon’s done, he shouts
Here’s his heart of stone

A body slashed and with no head
Came to rest upon a post
Blackheart’s proof that he was dead
Gone to join the ghosts

The people of the Orle'ns city
Fear Shadow Lane no more
Amongst them is no pity
None fear to pass Blackheart’s door