Born To Raise Hell

Back in forty-one, in this year, I was born, not knowing, I would be the bearer of a plague
My dad died when I was five, leaving me alone, no male to give me the guidance I so needed
Even though my mom eventually remarried, my step-father, I hated and to me he only spewed plague
Alcohol would soon seduce me, making me always need, the horrible taste, from age twelve, my demons would become deeply seeded.

When I was nineteen, I did something that would describe my life, as this is when I got my famous tattoo
At the time not really knowing what I wanted, I finally decided on the words " Born To Raise Hell"
When I got my little work of art, little did I know, this would be my downfall, to my true identity this would become a major clue
This would tell of my true personality, the truth these few words would tell.

Then in sixty-six, I would do something that would seal my lifetime fate
In Chicago, on a hot summer's night in July
A house, housing nursing students, I would cause eight of them, with death to share a date
High on drink and drugs, I would kill them all, raping each of them before I would cause them to die.

I was so out of it I did not realize instead of eight there were nine, one of the student nurses had survived
After I escaped, I got a cheap hotel room, so I could drink more liquor and take more drugs
In a midst of drunken and a drug induced haze, I attempted suicide, as I no longer wanted to be alive
But I would survive to dance to the music of the graves I had dug.

The doctor that treated me recognized my unique tattoo, this caused him to recognize me immediately
The police were called, I was caught, nursed back to health, so I could face my peers for my horrific crimes
From that day on for me there was no place to run, no place to hide, no where to flee
My one victim that survived, pointed me out as the killer on that hot summer night that I committed my crimes.

I would be sentenced to death, but I could die only once for the murder I committed of eight
I tried to claim I couldn't remember, like I wasn't playing with a full deck
But that didn't work, so now I must face the hand dealt to me by fate
So I was " Born To Raise Hell", for you see my name is Richard Speck.

Lanaia Lee