The Murderers

(álbum: True Carnage - 2001)

It's all fucked up
It's all fucked up
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 in numbers
On a machete attack, a machete attack
Taught to kill to kill and kill again your
Cornered like a trapped rat in the pen now
I'll watch you die no, it doesn't bother me see
I just laugh and spit in the face of the enemy

Kill
Kill
Kill
Kill

We come to kill tonight we come to kill you
In every way the grim death has now found you
Burn, burn try to burn yourself to escape us
Find your charred body, cut your throat and drink your hot blood
Across the planet a shadow has eclipsed us
Death seeks the light and then it just engulfs it
Like a pig feeding off it's own shit, sick
We come to kill and burn and fucking rip it!

We come to kill and burn and fucking rip it!
We come to kill and burn and fucking rip it!

Rip through a world of ignorance
Destroy the incompetents
Suffocate the ones against
An unnatural death
That's what they should expect
A painful end
We'll just take it back
On a machete attack

The murderers
The murderers

I live to kill, I'm plotting deaths like a terrorist
On our way to the next place to murder at
Attack the unsuspecting like cattle in a slaughterhouse
Feed them, fattened up for the kill

Feed them with truth, fattened up for the kill
Feed them, fattened up for the kill
Feed them with truth, fattened up for the kill
Feed them, fattened up for the kill
Feed them with truth, fattened up for the kill
Feed them, fattened up for the kill
Feed them with truth, fattened up for the kill
Feed them, fattened up for the kill

The murderers