I'll fuck the system
I'll fuck them all
Everything will crumble
Everything will fall
When I'll fuck the system
Fuck them all

I want you dead
And then I'll join you
I'll rip off your head
I'll be the one that destroys you
I want you dead

Don't bother to beg
For your pitiful life
I'll send you flowers
Then I'll cut your heart out with a knife
So don't bother to beg
For your life

But I know that in the end I'll regret it
It will be hard for me to face it
I'll be a murderer without an option to change it
So instead I'll just go to church
And burn it

I WILL - MAYBE