Early hours, open road, family of five-on their way home
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Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
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A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his sight
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Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the other lane
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Both of them collide, expressions horrified
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Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed
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The father of three was impaled on the wheel, as his skull became part of the dash
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His eyeballs ejected his sight uneffected, he saw his own organs collapse
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His seatbelt was useless for holding him back, it simply cut him in two
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Legs were crushed, out leaked puss as his spinal cord took off and flew
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The mother took a flight through the glass, and ended up impaled on a sign
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Her intestines stretched from the car down the road for a quarter of mile
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Fourth child on the way, won't live another day
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Fetus on the road, with mangled little bones
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Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why
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Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling
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Schards of glass explode, chest and skull now implode
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Corpses they've become, and graves will have to be dug
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Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your face
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Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victim lies
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Knowing what he's done, he just backs up one more time
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Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street
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One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
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Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun
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Early hours, open road, family of five-on their way home
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Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
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A homicidal fool not knowing left from right, now has the family in his sight
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Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane, he steers his car into the other lane
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The look of death in my eye
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Surely no-one survive
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Just a pile of mush
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Left to dry in the sun
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I see my fresh kill
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Left in the road
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Remains of your body
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Mangled and torn
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One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
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Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun
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Special Message From Hell To Korea (From Corpsegrinder)
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Cannibal Corpse |