Murder Kit

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 esay 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 ocassions

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 hace 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!