The sky is dark with evil and full of lies
Death and murder can someone hear their cries?
Blood and a weapon lying by their side
Giving the appearance of another suicide
The body is pale and blue
Someone has passed before their prime indeed so true
A man with a plan, carries a pipe and a magnifying glass
Dressed in a brown hat and coat that will not let this crime pass
Sherlock Holmes always roams day and night
To solve things that do not appear right
With the clues and thoughts that appear in his head
No matter hate or anger no one is better off dead
A knife wound so severe that many shed a tear
The town is in a state of panic and fear
Laws and justice that never leave and go
Someone like Sherlock Holmes shall take the lead with wonder that will grow
Fingerprints and timelines
Who, what, where and why are that a investigtion defines
Piece by piece a puzzle begins to appear
Who was the guilty party that claims to be not so near?
Motive strikes from the holder of the blade
Leaving tracks everywhere, but thinking he had it made
One by one the elimination process begins
A man in town has no clear alibi, Sherlock Holmes the cerebral assassin once again wins
