I'm not a policeman myself but I'm such a soldier of the law ... who himself doesn't wear the police uniform ... but instead I make the criminals wear the uniform of death

I know how to cure for my sorrow heart ... I'm someone who lives and also knows how to die

There is no hope to be found, there is no resolution to be sought ... death is destined to arrive one day, but why does sleep fail to come all night

Until now I was living for my brother ... and now I'm living to take the revenge of his death

Once love hugs someone ... then even the hands of death shiver to separate them

When the time of death is defined ... then death comes at that time itself

By deceiving death once ... life doesn't become longer

When an innocent girl travels across the destinations of love ... she loses her respect and honour ... and then the outcome is death, not life

Cocaine ... this innocent looking white powder, not only does take young people to the mouth of death ... but it also has the power ... to topple the government of any country and also to create one

The death of your entire family ... is written on the palm lines of my hand

We will die, we will perish but we will not cut the head of our brother ... we love our country, and we will not distribute death in our country

My name is Lambu Aata ... I will give him the slap of death

We both have decided that ... if a third person comes in between us ... then his fourth day death prayer is happening for sure

The preparation for death starts right when that person is born

Do you know in the end, memories leave holding whose hand? ... the hand of death

A person's heart and death cannot be trusted ... when, on who, and at what time they come ... you can't say that

People who die for the country are not dead ... they become a martyr

I'll give all of them such a scary death ... that their souls will tremble before they are born in their next life

I'll give you such a death that ... after dying your lifeless body will shiver hearing my name

It's always easy to die once ... but the bloody thing that we call life ... for that one has to die on every step