I took him by the collar of his shirt
and burried his face into the soil.
The taste of earth, excited him
So he smiled.
Withou him noticing, I grabbed a club near by
Held it up his head
and threw upon him a powerful force.
The pain of the club, excited him
So he smiled.
He was bleeding,
at the same time still smiling.
I took hold of his arms and chopped it into pieces
The young boy didn't move
He just stood
smilling.