I‘m Back

You ever heard that story?

Small town myth

They say he ain’t real

…’til you see him.

I’m back — from the shadow where the rats at

Black mask, no face, where the facts at?

Urban Killer Legend in the night air

Small town whisper — but I’m right there

I’m back — heart attack when the lights crack

No tracks, no proof, can’t fight that

Phantom in the fog, I don’t play fair

You don’t see me… but I’m right there

They said I’m a myth, just a story for the weak

But the bodies in the river never learned how to speak

Cold case files stacked up for years

Blood on the pavement, mixed with their tears

I’m in the attic, under your bed

Inside every nightmare inside your head

You call it paranoia, I call it skill

You pray to God — but I’m the will

Unsolved murders over decades long

Different weapons, same damn song.

Yeah — I’m there.

No fingerprints

No DNA

Just yellow tape

And headlines say —

“Psycho-Killer strikes again…”

I’m back — from the shadow where the rats at

Black mask, no face, where the facts at?

Urban Killer Legend in the night air

Small town whisper — but I’m right there

I’m back — heart attack when the lights crack

No tracks, no proof, can’t fight that

Phantom in the fog, I don’t play fair

You don’t see me… but I’m right there

Camera glitch when I step in the frame

Every suspect lookin’ but they don’t know my name

Police got sketches but they all look wrong

‘Cause I blend in perfect — I belong

Teacher, preacher, maybe your friend

Wave in your face then watch you descend

I study routines, I map your route

Know when you’re strong, know when you doubt

Window cracked and I slip inside

Silent breath, nowhere to hide

Clock tick slow but my mind tick fast

You won’t even know when it’s your last

Psychoterror drip through the town

Every street got a burial ground

You hear them whispers under your floor?

That’s just me… knockin’ at your door.

Run if you want but you’re already tracked

Mapped every move and I’m ready to attack

Blackout, lights out, cut the contact

Snap back neck with a bone-crack impact

I’m in the system, I’m in your feed

I’m in your nightmares plantin’ the seed

City go dark when I pick up the speed

Nobody safe and I don’t got a creed

Shadow mechanics, surgical panic

Movin’ so manic it’s almost satanic

Click-clack silence, blade so clean

Wipe that scene like it’s never been seen

Phantom presence, unseen king

You hear that whisper? That’s death on the wind.

They say he’s not real

Just fear in the mind

But fear leaves bodies

…behind.

I’m back — from the dark where the fear grow

Small town terror — nowhere to go

I’m back — no mercy, no warning

You might not see me till morning

Phantom, eternal, adorning

The silence before your last morning.

You still think I’m just a legend?

…Good.