Paroles de Cyanide Murder

In the bed, sweet death Cyanide, through your veins Just a hit from my needle Injecting you the lethal juice. In the bed, left to die Cyanide, is your way. Cells are dying, muscles numb Breath is cutting, skin turned blue Suffocates, the end is near Nothing to do, you are dead! In the bed, left to die Cyanide, is your way. In the bed Left to die Cyanide Is your way.