Coming for you in the dead of night - Quarter ton killing machine Taken a life for every pound he weights Record book for murder spree He plans hard and fights had and if he fights you at all, this mountain of kill fury, Gut up and buckle for you dust, a drooling smile is the last thing you'll see
Back in the 'Nam, M-80 in hand - Frags, "pies", and grenades Out of control - Mounting death toll - Only one spike team remains Return to the States - Ident erased - Where he strikes next? No tellin'... Tractor chain lashes out to give you a clout - Caves in heads like over ripe melons
Gut you! Fuck you! Eat you! Tear you limb from fuckin' limb!
Rotten remains rusted wrecks in this underwater tomb Multitudes of murderous methods on his mindscreen spell your doom Prescient sociopath with enormous appetites Devouring his victims, will you be his mean tonight?
SKS - Spitting lead - Death breath Unstoppable - Insatiable - Cannibal
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You see him coming? Get out of his way Crpss his path and its your turn to pay HE'LL MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU DIDN'T EXIST! 'Cuz Chaingang is coming and you're on his list
Belly bile, gut juice, viscera, shit tubes Offal fat, chittlin' goop, butchered monkeys, rendered fools...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
