“What is this taht I can see Cold icy hands taking hold of me for Death has come, you all can see. Hell has open it,s gate to trick me. Oh! Death, Oh! Death, can't you spare me, over for another year! I'll stuff your jaws till you can't talk I'll blind your leg's till you can't walk I'll tie your han…”— Dennis Rader, foxnews.comTagged: Serial Killers, BTK, Death, Poetry, Nancy Fox