Cannibal Corpse Lyrics
Cannibal Corpse Lyrics
"Puncture Wound Massacre Lyrics"
Great big white world Lyrics
IN SPACE THE STARS ARE NO NEARER THEY JUST GLITTER LIKE A MORGUE AND I DREAMED I WAS A SPACEMAN BURNED LIKE A MOTH IN A FLAME AND OUR WORLD WAS SO FUCKING GONE BU
IN SPACE THE STARS ARE NO NEARER THEY JUST GLITTER LIKE A MORGUE AND I DREAMED I WAS A SPACEMAN BURNED LIKE A MOTH IN A FLAME AND OUR WORLD WAS SO FUCKING GONE BU
[Music: Webster]
[Lyrics: Webster, Mazurkiewicz, Fisher]
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Die, butcher
Rage of hate
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Kick down the door in barbaric rage
Frantically slash
My Love For Extremes Lyrics
He took on a shade of green long ago. and many a fool along the way have been lost to this. i know you can't afford to be wrong. and we can't either. we want it back. i can't af
ing all who stand in my wayHe took on a shade of green long ago. and many a fool along the way have been lost to this. i know you can't afford to be wrong. and we can't either. we want it back. i can't af
Stab another face, slit another throat
My intention is to mutilate them
People are screaming it feeds my hate
Hack through the crowd blood is splashing on
my face
I only see red, rage exploding
Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken
Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture
Blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep
1, 2 Many Lyrics
One wa-wa One, One Two, One Two One wa-wa One, One Two, One Two One tigga One, One Two, One Two (Dug Infinite) Dug Inf on production, my man Com for the discussion Che
edOne wa-wa One, One Two, One Two One wa-wa One, One Two, One Two One tigga One, One Two, One Two (Dug Infinite) Dug Inf on production, my man Com for the discussion Che
Down faces of people in the room
Bodies are heaping they're dying
In seconds they were slain
Daggers in my hands are killing
This worthless piece of shit
[Lead - Owen]
Hate for them still drives my rage
My job is almost finished only one remains
In the corner terrified behind the
grisly slaughter
I'll take my time on this last scum bag<
Right On Time Lyrics
What’s her name? What’s she like? Is she feeling like I do tonight Is she hurt but believing everything Is gonna be alright Where’s she from? Does she sing? Is she wo
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Knife in stomach, he's not dead yetWhat’s her name? What’s she like? Is she feeling like I do tonight Is she hurt but believing everything Is gonna be alright Where’s she from? Does she sing? Is she wo
Carving up his body, gouge his fucking head
Chop off his arms, pull out his guts
No remorse for what I have done
Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture
Blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep red
Down faces of people in the room
Daggers in my hands are killing
This worthless pieces of shit