Song | Cyanide Assassin |
Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
Album | The Wretched Spawn |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Webster | |
Staking out the residence of the chosen target | |
Entering the empty home, lace the food with poison | |
The hapless victim never had a chance | |
Precise contamination killed him fast | |
Shocking news traveled fast | |
But I have traveled faster | |
The only clue that's left behind | |
Poison in the cadaver | |
Cyanide assassin is my trade | |
Executing methods are my quarry's bane | |
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath | |
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead, cyanide assassin | |
Life, my task to end, death, | |
I don't regret | |
Analyze the next assignment | |
Select the proper tools | |
Gas will be the most effective, that is what | |
I'll useRelease the vapors in the victims room | |
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb | |
Calculated venting should work fast | |
Enclosed space filled with poison gas, cyanide assassin | |
Life, it should end fast, death, he now should pass | |
Gasping, he fights for air, face fixed with despair | |
But the end does not seem close, misjudged the lethal dose | |
I must return, my work's not done, he's still alive but too weak to run | |
A sloppy job must be finished | |
Can't leave him in a coma | |
With my mask | |
I won't smell | |
The almond like aroma | |
With syringe in hand | |
I walk into his room | |
He's struggling with the damage from the fumes | |
I plunge the needle deep into his vein | |
Completion of the murder ends his pain, cyanide assassin |
zuo ci : Webster | |
Staking out the residence of the chosen target | |
Entering the empty home, lace the food with poison | |
The hapless victim never had a chance | |
Precise contamination killed him fast | |
Shocking news traveled fast | |
But I have traveled faster | |
The only clue that' s left behind | |
Poison in the cadaver | |
Cyanide assassin is my trade | |
Executing methods are my quarry' s bane | |
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath | |
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead, cyanide assassin | |
Life, my task to end, death, | |
I don' t regret | |
Analyze the next assignment | |
Select the proper tools | |
Gas will be the most effective, that is what | |
I' ll useRelease the vapors in the victims room | |
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb | |
Calculated venting should work fast | |
Enclosed space filled with poison gas, cyanide assassin | |
Life, it should end fast, death, he now should pass | |
Gasping, he fights for air, face fixed with despair | |
But the end does not seem close, misjudged the lethal dose | |
I must return, my work' s not done, he' s still alive but too weak to run | |
A sloppy job must be finished | |
Can' t leave him in a coma | |
With my mask | |
I won' t smell | |
The almond like aroma | |
With syringe in hand | |
I walk into his room | |
He' s struggling with the damage from the fumes | |
I plunge the needle deep into his vein | |
Completion of the murder ends his pain, cyanide assassin |
zuò cí : Webster | |
Staking out the residence of the chosen target | |
Entering the empty home, lace the food with poison | |
The hapless victim never had a chance | |
Precise contamination killed him fast | |
Shocking news traveled fast | |
But I have traveled faster | |
The only clue that' s left behind | |
Poison in the cadaver | |
Cyanide assassin is my trade | |
Executing methods are my quarry' s bane | |
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath | |
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead, cyanide assassin | |
Life, my task to end, death, | |
I don' t regret | |
Analyze the next assignment | |
Select the proper tools | |
Gas will be the most effective, that is what | |
I' ll useRelease the vapors in the victims room | |
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb | |
Calculated venting should work fast | |
Enclosed space filled with poison gas, cyanide assassin | |
Life, it should end fast, death, he now should pass | |
Gasping, he fights for air, face fixed with despair | |
But the end does not seem close, misjudged the lethal dose | |
I must return, my work' s not done, he' s still alive but too weak to run | |
A sloppy job must be finished | |
Can' t leave him in a coma | |
With my mask | |
I won' t smell | |
The almond like aroma | |
With syringe in hand | |
I walk into his room | |
He' s struggling with the damage from the fumes | |
I plunge the needle deep into his vein | |
Completion of the murder ends his pain, cyanide assassin |