As you stab an innocent man with a knife
Not even wondering if he has a wife
As you celebrate another kill
Thinking damn how I love that thrill
To bring them down one by one
Not even thinking how you took away their fun
After so long you get addicted
Not even worrying about being convicted
Not eventhinking that what they did was wrong
As they sit there singing their evil song
Damn how they must love that thrill
If that's all it takes for them to kill!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really like this, great flow to it. Great write