Cannibal Corpse - Put Them To Death Lyrics
Evil people with evil minds
Slaughter their victims with ripping knives
They should be caught and put to death
Strapped to the chair, they should die there
Evil people with evil minds
Slaughter their victims with ripping knives
They should be caught and put to death
Strapped to the chair, they should die there
Blood spewing from their eyes
As you here their sinful cries
Destroy their evil minds
We should take their fucking lives
They should be caught and punished
For what they have done
Torture them slowly it would be fun
Kill them all off one by one
Let them go - no torture them slow
Fuck you - and your kind
We don\'t need you, or your lives
Execute by injection
Execution by electrocution
Evil people with evil minds
Slaughter their vitims with ripping knives
They should be caught and put to death
Strapped to the chair, they should die there
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Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right,
Now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he\'s blind or insane,
He steers his car into the other lane
Both of them collide, expressions horrified
Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed
The father of three was impaled on the wheel,
As his skull became part of the dash
His eyeballs ejected his sight uneffected,
He saw his own organs collapse
His seatbelt was useless for holding him back,
It simply cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out leaked puss
As his spinal cord took off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass,
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car down the road
For a quarter of mile
Fourth child on the way, won\'t live another day
Fetus on the road, with mangled little bones
Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why
Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling
Schards of glass explode, chest and skull now implode
Corpses they\'ve become, and graves will have to be dug
Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your face
Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victim lies
Knowing what he\'s done, he just backs up one more time
Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street
One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it\'s time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun
Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun
Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right,
Now has the family in his sight
The look of death in my eye
Surely no-one survive
Just a pile of mush
Left to dry in the sun
I see my fresh kill
Left in the road
Remains of your body
Mangled and torn
I see my fresh kill
Left in the road
Remains of your body
Mangled and torn
His seatbelt was useless for holding him back,
It simply cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out leaked puss
As his spinal cord took off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass,
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car down the road
For a quarter of mile
One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it\'s time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun