To Kill

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