The Window
The Black Dahlia Murder Lyrics


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I sodomize the young and dying,
This sick hunger is my vice.
My lust to drip my rotten seed upon
Their cooling flesh so fare,
Of their gurgled screams I could never hear enough.
Bless their puny hearts and their sweet naiveties,
Praise those little lemmings,
But rats unto the piper.
Bless those putrid beasts,
Their innocence my blade's eager to meet.
May my song of hatred lead them forever downward.

I fill the mouth with semen
While the head still blinks and shakes,
Ten seconds is the window,
Another child has met his fate.
I hold the grisly treasure skyward,
Have a laugh into its face,
Bless all Earth's most precious children
With my blackened love insane.

I've come to revel in the horror
No words nor nightmare could describe,
The erotic waves of lurid rapture,
That moment when they realize.
Bless those little wonders and their curiosities,
Praise those little maggots but lambs unto my slaughter,
A blessed life so cheap,
Their perfect flesh will be the ideal treat,
May my song of worship bring them ever closer.

I fill the mouth with semen while the head still blinks and shakes,
Ten seconds is the window,
Another child has met his fate.
I hold the grisly treasure skyward,
Have a laugh into its face,
Bless all Earth's most precious children
With my blackened love insane.

I'm insane,
How they'll be hunting for us nightly,
Tirelessly combing to no end,
Your shameful death to be in a shroud of mystery.
You'll never see the light of day again,
Slitting their bellies open wide,
So wide.
A great delight to look inside.
I sit upon their chests until they cease,
Expressionless ejaculating whilst they die.

I fill the mouth with semen
While the head still blinks and shakes,
Ten seconds is the window,
Another child has met his fate.
I hold the grisly treasure skyward,
Have a laugh into its face,




Bless all Earth's most precious children
With my blackened love insane.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Black Dahlia Murder's "The Window" depict the disturbing thoughts and actions of a serial killer who targets young and innocent children. The opening lines reveal the killer's twisted desires as he states that he sodomizes the young and dying, admitting that this sick hunger is his vice. He takes pleasure in the act of ejaculating onto their lifeless bodies and hearing their gurgled screams. The killer's thoughts turn to the children's innocence, which he attempts to take away by praising their little curiosities and joys in life. He considers them to be rats that blindly follow the piper and puny little lambs to the slaughter. He revels in the thought of leading them further down a path of corruption with his song of hatred.


The second verse further explores the killer's obsession with defiling the children's bodies and taking pleasure in their last moments of life. He revels in the act of filling their mouths with semen while they still blink and shakes with fear, and takes the time to admire the grisly treasure he has created. The murderer sees himself as blessing the children with his insane love as he takes away their innocence, a love that is blackened with malice and depravity. The chorus repeats as the killer revels in his madness and the horror that he causes, admitting that the thought of being hunted by society only intensifies his twisted joy.


Line by Line Meaning

I sodomize the young and dying,
I engage in sexual acts with children who are close to death or in the process of dying.


This sick hunger is my vice.
My twisted desire for sexual violence against children is an addiction that I cannot control.


My lust to drip my rotten seed upon Their cooling flesh so fare,
I crave the perverse satisfaction of ejaculating onto the dead or dying bodies of my victims.


Of their gurgled screams I could never hear enough.
The sounds of my victims in pain and terror are a source of pleasure for me.


Bless their puny hearts and their sweet naiveties, Praise those little lemmings, But rats unto the piper.
I view the innocence and vulnerability of children as an opportunity to subjugate and exploit them.


Bless those putrid beasts, Their innocence my blade's eager to meet.
I take pleasure in causing harm and destruction to innocent children, using them as fodder for my sadistic desires.


May my song of hatred lead them forever downward.
I will use my actions to traumatize and inflict pain on my victims, ultimately leading them toward a downward spiral of despair and destruction.


I fill the mouth with semen While the head still blinks and shakes, Ten seconds is the window, Another child has met his fate.
I will engage in sexual acts with a child up until the moment they die, typically within ten seconds of the act.


I hold the grisly treasure skyward, Have a laugh into its face, Bless all Earth's most precious children With my blackened love insane.
I take pleasure in my perverse acts, holding the body of a dead child up to the sky and laughing at my twisted actions. I view my attraction to children as love, but it is a twisted, blackened version of what true love actually is.


I've come to revel in the horror No words nor nightmare could describe, The erotic waves of lurid rapture, That moment when they realize.
I take pleasure in the horror that I inflict upon children, and no written or spoken word could adequately express this pleasure. I enjoy the moment when my victims realize the extent of my sadistic behavior.


Bless those little wonders and their curiosities, Praise those little maggots but lambs unto my slaughter, A blessed life so cheap, Their perfect flesh will be the ideal treat, May my song of worship bring them ever closer.
I view children as vulnerable and naive creatures who are easily manipulated and controlled. I take pleasure in their curiosity and willingness to trust me. I see their lives as cheap and disposable, with their bodies representing the ultimate reward for my perverse desires. My actions are a form of worship to my twisted version of love, drawing me ever closer to my victims in my pursuit of satisfying my addiction.


I'm insane, How they'll be hunting for us nightly, Tirelessly combing to no end, Your shameful death to be in a shroud of mystery. You'll never see the light of day again, Slitting their bellies open wide, So wide. A great delight to look inside. I sit upon their chests until they cease, Expressionless ejaculating whilst they die.
I am fully aware of the insanity of my behavior and the inevitable consequences of discovery. I relish the thought of law enforcement pursuing us, even as I commit my violent acts. I will take pleasure in delivering a shameful death to my victims, and will ensure that their deaths remain a mystery. They will never leave my grasp, and I will savor the moment of opening up their bodies and examining their insides. I will sit upon their chest and engage in one final perverse act as they take their last breath.




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Written by: MAURICE WILLIAMS

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