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.