How many victims have you claimed?
How many more you will?
Think of all the consequences
Before you make another kill
By gifting a beautiful present
You let them forget about tomorrow
One moment they are over the moon
The next they are filled with sorrow
Even the strong-willed may find it hard
To survive against your tempting hope
You push them from the top of a mountain
And watch them fall down the slope
And if someone ever survives the fall
You clutch them by their neck
Remove the soul from their bodies
And lay them amongst the wreck