: It's all fucked up Let's fuck it up The murderers, the murderers will find you Try to hide you'll bleed long and die slow Murderers are strong we kill
: Back again to kill and gut I crave intestine Fist-fucked reduced to a stump Kill - all Skinless body Naked hanging Blood as draining Carving, killing
the insane My need for blood - drives me to kill Another dying - bleeding for my lust Feed on the dead - feed on the dead - feed on the dead I've got
leg twitching But the body's not moving Those I hunt are Rotting in the grave and Crippled and broken Weeks left decaying Dead unburried I open up the
a threat, you're a fucking disease Eradicate the enemy Dead body - another crime scene Blood-stained pavement, chalk outline Bullet holes you're dead
Ignorance Declining populace The day the dead walked Apocalypse The day the dead walked The armageddon The day the dead walked Apocalypse The day the dead
: [Swanson/Barnes] I can't take it anymore Got me hiding from myself They put me away long ago Another P.O.W. Lost my mind now twenty years Let it slip
: I'm not the only one Who's been Thinking the way I've been Things got to change If they don't we'll all be dead We've got to watch, and listen To
: It gained control of me the dark side of my mind this hollow shell A body with no soul Feeding on me, growing inside, this parasite dormant within
: Don't speak to me about freedom Don't speak to me about being free Don't speak to me about freedom Don't speak to me about being free My mind is mine
: From the grave I will escape Maggots crawl from out my skull The worms they feed upon my brain The life I lost I now regain And my skin has molded
I'll continue to kill you I'll grab a knife and stick it in you Your body mangled drenched in blood - dead Torture, unbearable - hallucinate to victimize More killing under
: [Butler/Gall/Barnes] Bodies missing legs and arms Head is crushed to a reddish pulp Torso drained of blood and bile Butchered rotted corpse defiled
: Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take effect A warm glow inside my bones The touch of velvet rubbed against my soul Thoughts of things
and still dying you feel yourself slip away your dead body will be left, unburied on one will find you dead Violent Silence dying you feel yourself slip away your dead
as skin turns blue the taste of flesh hunger for blood sever the skin torn to the bone Bodies ripped apart skin begins to rot injest the infection of the dead
suggest that we bubble it all Cop a bundle of raw, start small See if we can double the score I stumble across my share of obstacles Staring death dead
homocide Well you know I'm about to hoo-lah I never catch you sleeping And I'mma pop the clip Put it between your eyes when I should die Need six feet
