Kill Kill Kill

　　Kill Kill Kill - Club 8

　　I always cared for those who kill

　　now throw another life into this fire.

　　The wondering smell, the sensual touch

　　you lick your fingers and enjoy the sight.

　　To me all your sacred lies..seem right.

　　If ever questions you to rise

　　your friendly sigh and look into the rise.

　　It's not sure if it's a fight, it's right.

　　The voices from the other side

　　gotta hope they soon go quiet.

　　Don't let the kids disturb their minds

　　killer us, they're safely on off sight.

　　It's not sure if it's a fight, it's right.