Текст песни Triple Murder

Watching the house of these three little bastards A hunt for ten years will now end Braking the door of these three little bastards Back to hell they will be sent Smashing faces, revenge begins Crushing bones, no escape Slashing, cutting, blood spread around Here in my rage they will be bound Die, Die, Die Triple Murder Out of my cell, rise up again Like the angel of death Roaming the land, bringing three souls the pain Sucking out their last breath Using the saw like a pen Creating sculptures of madness Burning their heads, melting their brains Ashes as the only relict of life At the end six feet under The rotting bodies rest in pieces Over the screaming, over the prayers Sweet kiss of death the only release