Atlanta is burning down
Atlanta is burning down
Atlanta is burning down
Atlanta is burning down
Thousands will die
And there's no telling why
In his psychotic mind, his twisted thoughts unmind
No motive to this deed, he's of an evil breed
A killer to his grave, now who could ever save
The striker meets the match, the flames begin to catch
And he's gone
The culprit of the crime will not escape this time
Cause what he left behind, would be the proof they'd find
A tank of gasoline was proof...the guillotine
