Infected

I'm coming up, i'm coming in Inside your clear mind and your pretty skin Just relax and feel the pleasure You feel the pleasure, you linked to me Die, filthy animal, Could you expect that? Let you feel bad I sold already all your thoughts. To the net you connected With a hope to have a wealth To enjoy and pleased yourself But fell a victim and now disappearing Your information - my resourse I'm Virus B, i'm here and there. My guide whole net Your server burned away my routine But till i found You drink your coffe all the evening And in the morning everything will be vanished The Virus B will turn to chaos all that you know Die, filthy animal, Could you expect that? Let you feel bad I sold already all your thoughts. To the net you connected With a hope to have a wealth To enjoy and pleased yourself But fell a victim and now disappearing Your information - my resourse I'm Virus B, i'm here and there. My guide whole net Your server burned away my routine