Coldworker

Antidote
A painful, drawn-out deathYou'll get what's coming your wayMerely a fraction of the suffering that you have causedYou've led a double life, of torture, rape and murderSadistic acts, carried out in bursts of rageIn this world, there's no cure for your sicknessOur time, poisoned, plagued by your existenceDeath is all you see... in these endless fields of misery!...When you're done...Another life has endedAre you proud? Do you feel satisfied?A helpless victim builds a sense of power in youBut that power will soon be ripped to shreds!In this world, there's no cure for your sicknessEvery human poisoned, plagued by your existenceDeath is all you see... in these endless fields of misery!(Solo: A. Bertilsson)They died in vain, enduring sickening painYour victims, all slain, to you it is a gameNever felt shame, since media gives you fame“Murderer” is your name, and you deserve all blame!In this world, there's no cure for your sicknessEverything... poisoned, plagued by your existenceDeath is all you see... in these endless fields of misery! From Letras Mania