Coca Cola
Sell your soul
Rot in hell
You will burn
Crush the rebellion that drink milk with pride
They are all facists and empty in side
Must put an end to their mutated genes
Liquidate millions they'll be on their knees
Pray to Cola
It's the same
It's your god
Go insane
Gargle your Cola and then go to bed
Visions of sugar plums dance in your head
Dream of the lost worlds that one day you'll meet
It's gonna get sick so hold on to your seat and to your cola
Coca Cola
Man is lost
Starving nations
Holocaust