The art of silencing people.
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Murdering enemies is such a pleasurable task.
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Suppress any possible living/breathing threat from the equation.
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Empowered by the poisonous touch of my silver plated advocate,
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I gently squeeze its trigger to paint him red.
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Decide a man's fate and impersonate god.
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I softly pull its trigger to pierce his flesh.
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Organs and ammunition properly acquainted with one another.
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My love for the gun grows stronger.
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Dedicated to extinction.
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My aim is as bold as his arrogance.
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I smile proudly as he trembles in the line of fire.
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The sight of a human spirit's weariness brings joy to this beholder.
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Witness the priceless look on his face
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as he savors the final moment of his shameful existence.
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The sight of a human spirit's weariness brings joy to this beholder.
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I aim for his head as I empty my charger in his direction.
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His blood stained tie and shirt will leave a lasting impression
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now that he's been put to sleep by the lethal injection of my smoking barrel.
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Silver Plated Advocate
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