Mucho foresaw this act of evil,
he couldn’t take it any longer
In this world there’s too much upheaval
he grew tired and no more fonder

He looked and saw what stood before him,
not a monster in his eyes
He kept on watching, doing nothing
except waiting for his demise

It was on this fateful night he knew
there was no where left to run
Mucho could not figure out what to do
he was murdered by a nun