Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Kill Kill

Industrialised
The organs up on the shelves
Coloured guaranteed to keep you at peace
With your fucking selves

So of nothing behind the closed doors
Of very own misery
You're getting your share of weird fucking
humiliation TV

You're all nothing but bricks on a board
Pawns in a game moved and owned by faceless lords
a cog in the moneymachine
Disposable sellable obedient to extort industry

why you Kill
Why you want to
Why you should
And so you

pagants for the five year old
Pay-per-view for your souls
The lottery of will provide for you
you are back broken useless and old

But once you are dead and they'll
You the forgiving flames
They'll refer to you only by a social security
And not name

Life is no circus you're all born to work and to give
Do not even to believe in an alternative way which to live
So shut up and swallow the pain that keeps you up from inside
And continue to timely pay your fucking taxes you all fucking dies

That's why you
Why you want to
Why you Kill
And so you