Ted Cruz is the Zodiac Killer

Walks the night, he sucks the life
From living men, to wear their skin
Hold you down and watch you drown
Pull you apart, consume your heart
Hail, hail to the flame
Broadcast their face and name
It’s you, you, you who’s evil
Malformed shadows and scattered bones
He puts the parts in mason jars
Turns his eyes and offers sacrifice
To a repulsive god
TEDCRUZISTHEZODIACKILLER
Hail, hail to the flame
Broadcast their face and name
It’s you, you, you who’s evil
There’s been a murder on Ingram place
No one knows the killer’s name or face
But they know the kind of cross he writes
On a folded napkin late at night
The payphone was drenched in water
But it hadn’t rained in weeks
There’s a god and a beast
There’s a three headed dog in every heart
But only you who’s evil
In the morning they shot him dead
In the morning they shot him dead