A killing no one survived
A murder took place
The police then arrived
But six hours too late
Silence was sound
Two bodies were found
Their hearts ripped out
Blood scattered around
Burnt by a fire
A situation so dire
The wood smoked black
From a ritual attack
Beyond a car, in a forest dimly lit
A tale of kidnapping and sacrifice
Corpses dragged and throats sharply slit
Evidence removed so insanely concise
The photograph, from 1933
A mystery of a cult and its abductees
Nailed crosses and screaming crows
A pagan practice chilling to the bone
On the detective’s desk, news clippings reside
Of missing children and a dangerous sect
A story sewn by the thick threads of crime
A case that was difficult to dissect
Cruel intentions
Which the devil started
For Satan to strengthen
Turning men coldhearted
True terror and a million words
All trapped inside a picture
Where immolations reoccurred
Such a haunting, eerie fixture