Killing him was not so fine!
as He was a good frnd of mine
but I could not see him suffer
and killing him made me a bit tougher
I don’t like to share pain
And that’s how "killings" I explain
Many more I have to kill
Therefore living still
as Many are more still alive
who are Living a miserable life
One more reason on which killing is based
Is the blood’s taste
for it a life is worth to waste
They call me a killer But I cannot see the pain
After I cut his hand to taste the refreshing bloody rain
Therefore I killed him
Can you now feel the pain in your head?
By the time I will die you too will be dead
as your life too is in pain
Since you are my frnd I am killing you without any gain
as He was a good frnd of mine
but I could not see him suffer
and killing him made me a bit tougher
I don’t like to share pain
And that’s how "killings" I explain
Many more I have to kill
Therefore living still
as Many are more still alive
who are Living a miserable life
One more reason on which killing is based
Is the blood’s taste
for it a life is worth to waste
They call me a killer But I cannot see the pain
After I cut his hand to taste the refreshing bloody rain
Therefore I killed him
Can you now feel the pain in your head?
By the time I will die you too will be dead
as your life too is in pain
Since you are my frnd I am killing you without any gain
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