This is the Murder Corner Go leave your shoes outside Or maybe you should keep 'em The dirt is in your mind There no codes to decode Neither a victim's shape, Ted Bundy heard a laugh It came from Zodiac's grave For a mortal, for a god For a father, for a son. For the one who finds the map, Mind, oh yes sure mind. Mind the mind gap. I case you want to travel, Just fly to golden state But if you see a stalker It's not a choice or fate. I think that you should know That Royals murder too Take a look at Bathory's Blood bath in a zoo For a mortal, for a god For a father, for a son. For the one who finds the map, Mind, oh yes sure mind. Mind the mind gap.