You've sold your soul for money
You spitted to honour
You're stealing from those who worked all life
You don't feel remorse
You want to get rich
You going to yur aim
But we will revenge
You lie for everyone who you know
And you live in gold
We will show no mercy
And you will die in blood
You don't feel remorse
You want to get rich
You going to yur aim
But we will revenge
You want to save your dirty soul
But it's late, you're howling
And you're waiting forgiveness for your sins
You didn't feel remorse
You was unkind
You went to your aim
Receive to your stomach my knife
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