INK KILLER
By Augustine Jefri

I saw you today, as usual
You're always holding a pen and white paper
Walk upright and neat like a journalist
Every now and then open the paper sheet smile on your lips

Pertemanamu with the shield of justice
Which berjaskan law, even if they know you'll tumpahi ink on his jacket
Offering interrogation the thief justice

Today you have an appointment with the street penyamung
With one bottle of wine you their hypnotic
Dark night you you been to nightclubs
You're coming to steal the hearts of the players kiss

But the early days of silent
You sharpen your pen
Preparation clear to kill them
Destroying earthly pleasures
Tomorrow morning we saw their heads hung on the front pa