Kraptor - Murder King | Текст песни

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Meat, it’s my holy meat
The one that every day of my they will eat
Kids, damned kids
Come to my I will not do anything to them

Murder! I mean, Burguer King
In all the world, you they will eat
My empire, of blood and terror

Customized as the chain between smiles

(Laughts)

I see all, poor
Putting like a pigs
Like his the sir
I'm the Murder King

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