Hot but not taken

Well he's free, got his trofee.
No one know
That the head of his victim
Is starring in the middle of the livingroome.
A golden scull.

He's proud
Took he's enemy down loud
But nobody heard.
The police kept looking
Everywhere and around
But he was not find.

In the livingroome
There a modern
Sculpture in gold
The trophy of he's enemy.

He's free
He should be
After a masterpiece
Of modern fashion.

Gold scull.