Lust for a murder 
Like a sexual perversity 
Written down in genes 
For generations 
Provokes you to strange, sick acts 
You don't understand 
You look from afar and 
You don't know then... 
Strong stream 
Will snatch you with it 
Did you become someone when you brought a gun??? 
Did you leave your trace on biographies??? 
Feeding on pain and suffer 
There are different ways, 
But only one end 
Bullets tear bodies off to shreds 
Panic in the sea of blood