The Tower of Madness and Mayhem

They said that he's a genius Called him a Wonder kid Which made the whole town wonder Why he did the things he did Why he climbed the water tower That early morn in June After all what makes us all Do the things we do He took a rifle with him A back pack full of shells When he turned the town that day Into a living hell His mama always warned him A soul is never free That is why he sold it To the devil that day for cheap He'd always been the perfect model From his early days of youth Teachers thought that he was special If you must know the truth There was never any talking back It was always sir or ma'am No ones sure why or when he snapped You'll get no answers from the dead He packed himself a brown bag lunch Expecting to be awhile To quench his thirst a Capri Sun As he sipped he smiled His mama always warned him A soul is never free That is why he sold it To the devil that day for cheap His very first victim He selected randomly Never did they find out What knocked them off their feet As soon as the shots rang out It was madness and mayhem It took the town a little while To find from where the shots they came By the time it was that registered At least fifteen were down From mothers holding babies To couples holding hands From the central park to the school yard And terror in between He left a trail of pain and sorrow Mixed with misery Was it a curse or a blessing When he suddenly stopped the way he did With a back pack still full of ammo He stood and stepped off of the ledge His mama always warned him A soul is never free That is why he sold it To the devil that day for cheap