the death walking terror Your hand reaches for the knife Subconscious molding insidious It was always in your mind Release the pain, A psychotic rush Death Walking Terror
Übersetzung: Cannibal Corpse. Death Walking Terror.
That's why I'm spilling one of a kind rhymes out a pen! [Chorus:] Everybody walk out the back door! [scratches] Everybody walk out the ba-a-ack door
Touching the head of a child who cries Defending the fear of those who will die Through fire we walk no chance to survive The army of terror steal
join my ceremonial circle of death A diabolic sign in the clouds Hallucination - machine is back Hallucination - ripped by the dogs Hallucination - world in chaos Hallucination - terminal terror
: I'm born into this world I'm forced into this life Grew up with bible's law And the same Sunday walk I felt a never ending journey Started up to ask
: Yo Ease lets do this.. I am a nightmare walking psychopath talking king of my jungle just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker quick
storm as time stands still We are cornering your forces Time is right to end this game Your regime of terror On your knees you pray for your god Death
: Death and terror, words divine I seek the enemy, across the line To fight and kill I was born To slay the innocent without scorn Walking the battlefields
: Swallow purple terror candy Don't forget to breathe Sickened by the wanting And drowning from the need This dichromatic vision Of one who does not
nobody been where I been they at standstill This is all overseen by man Will [Hook:] As I walk through the valley of shadow of death I know that I
murderer? This is the death penalty,and I'm servin' a Death wish, so come on, step to this Hysterical idea for a lyrical perfectionist Friday the thirteenth, walking
justice, no peace! The definition; you DICK, with a nightSTICK Here's a Nat Turner LICK Freedom, or death! Yusef, to the crossroad I'm there! [Brother J] Walkin
for gettin us all fucked up Now check it, it's a callin for niggaz like Doggs who supposed to be the shit, but steadily bitchin like hogs (Yes y'all) Walk
Momar Khadafi nigga OG, juggernaut, jagged edge, homey two to the head As the sprinkle spread Death will kiss ya, fuck around with the Militia Stalking till the big homey Nate walked
further indulge in sin Embrace my terror, my reign, Unleashed And our souls cry out, and the fog blinds all Blood runs through the hills Death watches
