I see. I kill.
I’ll kill a man ‘cause his head is sick. I’ll kill a man just to say I did.
I’ll kill a man ‘cause it’s where it’s at. I’ll kill a man no money back.
I’ll kill a man ‘cause his back is sore. I’ll kill a man ‘til there’s man no more.
I’ll kill a man just wait in line.
I’ll kill a man when his back is turned. I’ll kill a man until man has learned.
I’ll kill a man and tell man it’s free, got to kill man before it kills me.
I see. I kill.
Death is so becoming. Death will keep us running. Death will make you happy.
Death is really your color; it’s the final hour. Death is so becoming.
Pull the plug.