BTK (Bind,Torture,kill.)

Verse 1

In Wichita town, nineteen seventy-four,

He walked through a family’s unlocked door.

Otero name, he left them still,

Said, “I’m a monster — bind, torture, kill.”

Chorus

BTK, hear the devil speak,

In letters he sent, week by week.

“I need help with this problem inside,

The code words are bind, torture, kill,” he cried.

Verse 2

He watched the houses, studied their ways,

Turned quiet nights into judgment days.

“It’s a factor X, that drives me on,”

The mask and rope, the daylight gone.

Chorus

BTK, hear the devil speak,

In letters he sent, week by week.

“I’m a monster who lives for the thrill,

The code words are bind, torture, kill.”

Bridge

He asked the police, “Can a floppy be traced?”

His pride was the crack, the mask erased.

DNA spoke, and his lies ran dry,

A church man caught in his own dark tie.

Verse 3

“I had them in hand, they were mine to play,”

His words still echo to this day.

Thirty years hiding, a family man still,

But the world won’t forget BTK’s will.

Final Chorus

BTK, hear the devil speak,

In his own words, cold and bleak.

“I’m a monster, with urges to fill,

The code words are bind, torture,kill."