Whirling blades

Slashing flesh

Dripping blood

Ticking clocks

Flashing knife

Life goes on

On its way

Chop chop chop

The butcher chops

Steady hands

Calm mind

Without mercy

The life chops

Karma, justice

Washes away

To the bloodstained gutter

Where infernal eternal

Unfortunate anonymous

 Uncountable souls suffer.