Cancer Die Die
Songwriters: Buchanan, Ian; Stokes, Carl; Walker, John;Die, die
Running through the night, your screams are my delight
Torture is my game, f..cking you insane
Warped is my brain, people I do maim
Breaking bones for fun, see the bleeding run
Stabbing, I mutilate, die, die
Bodies filled with hate
Ripping out your soul, die, die
Burning in hell's hole
Smashing through your skull, die, die
Pulling entrails from
Bleeding carcass in hell, die, die
The devil I do tell
Killing and making pain
Death is my game
Terror sure to find deep
Within your mind
Stabbing, I mutilate, die, die
Bodies filled with hate
Ripping out your soul, die, die
Burning in hell's hole
Smashing through your skull, die, die
Pulling entrails from
Bleeding carcass in hell, die, die
Devil I do tell
Ripping flesh from bone, loosing all control
Slaughtering innocent victims, breaking holy rules
Bastard of the world, killing all the time
People are to rip, I never, never sleep
Die [unverified]
Stabbing, I mutilate, die, die
Bodies filled with hate
Ripping out your soul, die, die
Burning in hell's hole
Smashing through your skull, die, die
Pulling entrails from
Bleeding carcass in hell, die, die
Devil I do tell
Die