Tonight आप go on a murder spree.

It happens every week.

I'm hoping that आप won't kill me.

आप buy weapons and guns.

आप are certainly hooked.

आप go crazy when your victim runs.

Once the बोन्स are torn.

आप cannot turn back.

I hate to say a war is born.

आप may think it's a-thrilling,

To end so many lives.

But आप should not go a-killing.

आप like it when your victims go jumping,

They give out loud hollers.

But you'll soon come to nothing.

Your stopping people from eating,

This trouble needs to stop.

No और talking, no और beating.

I know this will not cease,

It has been a साल now,

आप have become a beast.

My friend, my friend.