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Manslaughter
Black clouds rising overhead
The hands of death our souls are bled
There is no escaping his deadly grip
While life slips by on a sinking ship.
[Chorus:]
LOOKING DEATH RIGHT IN THE EYE
SLAUGHTER, MANSLAUGHTER
LOOKING DEATH RIGHT IN THE EYE
SLAUGHTER, MANSLAUGHTER
A rotten stench will fill the air
And leaving in it's path despair
And now you're slowly turning in your grave
And no one is left to be saved.
From Letras Mania