The butcher of the street- a pagan Jew...

Like most butchers
He was fat and strong. His hands thick, full of passion.
He often said:
The desire for flesh and for blood are so close,
That's why they wrote : don't kill
And the next words: don't love the wife of others.
I loved. I killed.
The demons wait for me.
They'll have to wait for a hundred and twenty years.

Background: The commandments say: don't kill, don't commit adultery. The Jewish traditional wish for long life is: may you live till a hundred and twenty years.