Those who walk on the sands of crime don't leave behind the marks of their footsteps

Like you I won't pay someone to kill, neither will I erase any proof ... instead the day when I break the pot of your names ... that day every child in the city will say ... someone died ... one more person died

This is khaaki colour (of a uniform) ... and those who make the uniform as their blanket and sheet ... they either themselves die or they erase others