Kill my victims
With a knife, a rope and gloves
I am picking up people to torture
Once a person is tied to a tree, it is an easy killing
After the death
Then the mutilations come on the bodies
Some workers found one dismembered body
That was strangled with his pants
His genitals were amputated
Broken hands and stomach cut,
Tied with a rope for hours and brutally penetrated
With branches on several occasions
Another one was found
Strangled with his belt and his head without ears
His skull crushed by an axe
Provokes a large bloodstain on the floor
I know it would serve as prove for others to catch me
Now I have other kidnapped people
And women do not have better luck
One is marked with a hor iron
Like her son on his back,
As a cow with the iron of death
Woman's husband was very frightened,
Scared and suffering
Then, I cut his lefr hand with a machete,
And then I put all my hate with the
Machete in his sons' toes
Torture is not enough
He is through a steel nail
In his right hand
Cries and blood are all I have to feel strong
I have my own law
If they don't agree
They must die
Amen!
