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The Concourse Murders
03:46
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Darkness emerges, light descends
A sick demented mind is what lurks
Psycho killer loose on the streets
He'll make sure that you die in pain
His calling is Death, sadistic desire
Malicious intent, who will be next?
(Your) life is taken
It's obvious that
No one survives on the Concourse
Growing terror is out to kill
Created thoughts have now taken form
Relentless death, body dismayed
Faces of death are vividly seen
Fear stricken, paralyzed mind
Your life will now come to an end
Diseased corpse, rotting death
Death awaits you on the Concourse
Your demise has commenced
Lifeless bodies, bloodstained pavement
The horror grows, the heart will cease
Death runs rampant on these dark streets
No remorse for those killed
A debt to collect with all those lives claimed
Don't ever
Forget
You could die in the fuckin' Bronx
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Rotting death
And rotting flesh
Smell the putrid stench of death
Close your eyes, you know what's next
You are fucking ripped to shreds
Oh no Tina please awake
Before you're dead and its too late
Unawakened from your dreams Rod awakes, he hears your screams
He welcomes you in open arms
He wants your love
He'll mean no harm
He calls your name late in the night
You'll live in fear and die in fright
You cannot escape his death
Blood and gore is all that's left
Hear the count, you know what's next
You are fuckin ripped to shreds.
Body being dragged up to the ceiling
No one knows this pain I'm feeling
When will this ever stop
Not long til my flesh will rot
Body dropped onto the floor
Sick killer rapes the whore
A little longer I'll be dead
You are fucking ripped to shreds
Rotting flesh
And rotting death
Smell the putrid stench of death
Close your eyes, you know what's next
You are fucking ripped to shreds
You cannot escape his death
Blood and gore is all that's left
Hear the count, you know what's next
You are fuckin ripped to shreds.
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Maniac
02:58
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Knife to the face
Gouging out your eyes
Tortured screams arise
Your death is all I want
Slicing your throat
Peeling off the flesh
Hacking at your ribs
I'll leave a fuckin mess
I'm a fuckin maniac
The lust for death is what I crave
I can't sit still until you're dead
I'll kill and kill til no ones left
Maniac
Jagged razor cuts
Lacerated scars
Drives me crazy
I'm out to kill again
A sick, twisted fuck
Chopping your ass up
Fetish for the dead
I have to kill some more
I'm a fuckin maniac
The lust for death is what I crave
I can't sit still until you're dead
I'll kill and kill til no ones left
Maniac
Severing your head
Laughing at your demise
A butcher gone mad
There needs to be more
Dying in his hands
No hope for life
Your death is all he wants
He's out to kill again
I'm a fuckin maniac
the lust for death is what I crave
I can't sit still until you're dead
I'll kill and kill til no ones left
Maniac
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Warriors of Death
03:51
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Believing the lies
Leading the blind
Perpetuate the death of enslaved lives
There is no Jesus, I am the Christ
Calling forth Satan and taking your life
We are here, warriors of death
Raping the nun with a knife in her chest
Unholy horde rises up from Hell
To hear you scream, to hear you yell
Disciples of darkness
A murders there will be
Conjuring souls of evil
All mortal souls shall flee
Hunger for blood
Hunting for the kill
Rejoicing in laughter as the blood begins to spill
Inflicting the carnage
Orgy of death
Homicidal impulse
Extermination at it's best
Lying on the altar as you die and bleed
Sacrificial torture, satisfy the need
We are here, warriors of death
Raping the nun with a knife in her chest
Unholy horde rises up from Hell
To hear you scream, to hear you yell.
Disciples of darkness
A murders there will be
Conjuring souls of evil
All mortal souls shall flee
Hunger for blood
Hunting for the kill
Rejoicing in laughter as the blood begins to spill
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Maleficence
04:16
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6. |
Crazy Cabbie Killer
03:49
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Crazy cabbie is out to bring death
Screwdriver to the neck, a bloody fuckin mess
Bashing your brain is all he's gonna do
Laughing at your ass as the blood begins to spew
He's from Guyana, he'll kill your ass
running over everything that lies in his path
A crazy motherfucker you don't want to meet
He'll fuck your bitch and leave her in the street
Better watch out when he goes behind the wheel
Crazy cabbie killer, shit just got real
Delivering punishment to all those in his way
Ride with him, you won't see another day
He's driving on the streets, really late at night
Looking for an asshole trying to start a fight
Sick fuckin bastard, don't take no fuckin shit
Crazy cabbie killer, another fuckin hit
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