Mr. I spit on your intensions
I´ve got reasons and reasons is all I need
And Mr, i spit on you protection
Stroke by the madness I´m about to prceed

With pure insanity and insensibility
You take buisness to a total diffrent level
Pure misery It´s the industry

Mr , I laugh at your attempts
to tell it´s chaos a thousand miles away
You celebrate the victory we suffer defeat
Mr, I wont kneel to pray