Murder King

Murder King
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