Twisted (part 4)

In the quiet of the night, A demented killer roamed, His mind twisted and dark, As he left his victims alone. But in the midst of his rage, He stumbled upon a scene, A pride parade in full swing, A community living their dream. His anger boiled and bubbled, And he lashed out in fury, The massacre he caused, Left behind a tragic story. Now he sits in his cell, Regretting his every move, For the lives he took that day, And the pain he will always prove. The demented killer now knows, The error of his ways, And in his heart he wishes, To turn back the clock and change his days.