To Kill کے بول

I wanna kill The son of a bitch who created the money Stupids kill for them The bastard who created the capitalism I wanna kill Mr. War takes care of every destiny Stupids who fill with oil the oceans Traffickers son of bitches I wanna kill When they created all this shit They didn't ask me if i'd agree Free will does not exist This makes me pissed They steal who has been stolen Politicians and their fucking laws Pop music with sexual abuse I wanna kill To all that's been nothing and Step in everyone now Sons of bitches crucified the only one Who didn't deserved