Cannibal Corpse Condemned To Agony
Butchering the helpless Was his way of life Uncontrolled rage Internal strife The pain he dealt out was never repaid Retribution was sought by the ones he had slain Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony Heads of his victims Have returned to haunt Dripping with blood Rotted and gaunt The pain is reflected to him after death With the victis of his knife, he is now beset Reliving every crime Condemned to agony No escape from their hate Condemned to agony, agony He thought he got away His crimes unpunished he took them to the grave Their tortured souls are waiting Now they make him pay Exact their revenge using methods that he used To make him understand them To chop him up Is their revege With no remorse They slash him, disfigure Undying hate His torment endless He's torn apart and they cut the pieces smaller The knife he used to maim Is turned against him and now they will do the same Dissect the man of evil His fingers are cut off And forced into his mouth so that he cannot scream And in pain they revel To chop him up Is their revege With no remorse They slash him, disfigure Abomination Their creation The man who killed them is now scattered In the abyss Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony
