You woke up this morning With a disease The doctor said you will be dead By the time you're 30 Well if they find a cure you just might be saved But by
I'm a killer, and a gravedigger My stew will be made out of you I eat women, I'm a cannibal And a necrophiliac too I make bracelets out of bodies And
He loved to hear the little kids scream His instruments of hell did gleam A box with a cleaver, saw and a knife He used them to cut up their innocent
Created in fire millions of years ago The planet earth as all we know Many days past since the beginning of time Now it's time to pay for all our worldly
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I'll thrill you; I'll kill you; cut your heart out Then I'll dismember your body parts I'll break in your house late at night My smiling face is your
I am Sam; Sam I am I would not like green eggs and ham I am Sam; Son of Sam With my 44 in hand You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head There
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He took an axe And then attacked And away at his family He began to hack His dad wouldn't let him Listen to a hardcore band So here comes David With an
Just call me Dr. Holmes I'd like to strip your bones But first I'm going to kill you Inside of my black hotel I'll gas you in your bedroom I'm going to
I am - the embalmer And it's nice to meet you Now's my - chance to Get to know you better Now you're - lying There upon my table And it's - time to Prepare
Jociam Kroll - evil ole soul And an evil soul was he He killed young girls Cut off their buttocks Only the most succulent Meat he would eat
My favourite thing to do Is to dig bodies from the grave I'm sure that you can see That I'm sickening and crazed Walking through the graveyard With a
In a far away town many years ago There lived a man who caused much woe He'd murder young men and slice up the meat And sell to hungry town people to
Hey Laurie Dann where ya going With those guns in your hand? I'm going round to shoot young children I just can't cope with the world were in Hey Laurie
Simmons went crazy Murdered sixteen Fourteen of them family He killed them For the holidays Merry Christmas He gunned his family down His bullets were
Coming to your house I'll make you scream Catch you all alone and Then you're dead I'm going to shatter All your dreams Filling you all full of Fear and
