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Killing is my business...
Last Rites
Instrumental

Loved To Death
Your bodies empty now
As I hold you
Now gone I miss you
But I told you
I remember bad times
More than good
There's no coming back
Even if we could
I loved you to deth
If I can't have you
Than no one will
And since I won't
I'll have to kill
My only love, something
I've never felt
Now you've gone to heaven
And you'll burn in hell
I loved you to deth

And now I'm down below
And what do I see
You didn't go to heaven
Your down here with me
And now coming back,
Baby, take me, please!
I really think I would
If you weren't such a sleaze
I loved you once before
You kept me on a string
I'd rather go without
Than take what you would bring
I loved you to deth

Killing is my business... And Business Is Good!
I am a snyper
Always hit the mark
Paid assassin
Working after dark
Looking through the night
Using infra-red
My target on you
Aimed at your head
$10,000 up front
$10,000 when I'm through
And I know just what to do
And ya know I'll do it too
Then I'm coming back for you
Back for you!
I do the "getting rid of"
Don't tell me why
Don't need to hear the truth
Don't need the lies
Now pay me quickly
And now we're through
It brings me great pleasure
To say my next job is you
Don't you know that
Killing is my business
And business is good
You'd better believe it

Skull Beneath The Skin
Mean and infectious
The evil Prophets rise
Dance of the Macabre
As witches Streak the sky
Decadent worship of
Black Magic sorcery
In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon
trapped without a plea

See thing in agony
Necrosis is the fate
Pins sticking through the skin
The venom now sedates
Locked in a pillory
Nowhere to be found
Screaming for your life
But no one hears a sound
Hellpp Mmmeeeeee
Prepare the patients scalp
To peel away
Metal caps his ears
He'll hear not what we say
Solid steel visor
Riveted cross his eyes
Iron staples close his jaws
So no one hears his cries
The skull beneath the skin
Now your drawn and quartered
Your bones will make the x
Symbol stands for poison
And it's chained to your head
And as we fold your arms
To make the holy cross
We cross the crucifix
Religion has been lost
The skull beneath the skin

These Boots
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love, but I call sex
You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a
Screwing and now someone else can
Kiss your ass
These boots are made for walking
Thats just what they'll do
And one of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you

You keep lieing and there ain't no believing
And you keep stayin when you ought-a-be-a leaving
Now what's right is right but you ain't been

Right yet
These Boots...

You keep dressin ways you shouldn't
Be dressing
And you keep thinking that you'll never
Get burned Ha!
I just found me a brand new Box Spring
Mattress
What you know bitch you got a lot ta learn
These boots... are you ready boots

And you think I'm kiddin, Don'tchya!

Rattlehead
Well, Here I come
Stand up and plant your feet
Listen I'm letting off steam
Now throw your hands in the air
Let loose I don't fuckin care

Rattle Head
A dose of metal you need
To bang your head til you bleed
It's time for snapping some neck
Slashing, thrashing to Megadeth

Rattle Head
You, Your head, is pounding with pain
Winning, sinning, beginning
Feeding, the needing for bleeding
Bashing, smashing, crashing
Fraying, annhilating you!

There's someone back in the shadows
You feel though you can't see his eyes
He'll bash your head if you cross him
Ain't quite your average guy
Don't wear no leather to "fittin"
Don't wear no spike to be "cool"
Don't want no woman beside him
Just make it fast, Loud and Rude
Rattle Head

I'm a Rattle Head
Rattle your Goddamn Head!

Chosen Ones
You doubt your strength or courage
Don't come to join with me
For Deth surely wants you
With sharp and pointy teeth
An animal so vicious
No others fought and won
So on the fields of battle
We are the ch

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