Bathory - Kill Kill Kill lyrics
[Bathory - Kill Kill Kill lyrics]
The organs lined up on the shelves
Coloured pills guaranteed to keep
You at peace
With your pitiful fucking selves
So full of nothing behind the closed doors
Of your very own misery
You're getting your share of
Weird fucking pleasure
Watching humiliation TV
You're all fucking nothing but
Bricks on a board pawns in a game moved and
Owned by faceless high lords
Useful a cog in the moneymachine
Disposable sellable obedient slaves
To extort industry
That's why you Kill why you want to Kill
Why you should Kill and so you Kill
Beauty pageants for the five year old
Pay-per-view Christ for your souls
The lottery of mammon will provide for you
When you are back broken useless and old
But once you are dead and they'll showed
You into the forgiving flames
They'll refer to you only by
A social security number and not your name
Life is no welfare circus you're all
Born to work and to give
Do not even dare to believe in
An alternative way which to live
So shut up and swallow the pain that
Keeps eating you up from inside
And continue to timely pay your fucking
Taxes until you all fucking dies
That's why you Kill why you want to Kill
Why you should Kill and so you Kill