Cannibal Corpse - Cyanide Assassin Lyrics
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Cyanide Assassin
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What Are The Lyrics For Cyanide Assassin By Cannibal Corpse?
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 Poision 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 use Release 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 works not done He's still alive, but to weak to run A sloppy job must be finished Can't leave him in a coma With my mask I won't smell The almonnd 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 |
Who Wrote Cyanide Assassin By Cannibal Corpse?
Alexander Webster
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What's The Duration Of The Cyanide Assassin By Cannibal Corpse?The duration of Cyanide Assassin is 3:11 minutes and seconds. |
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