歌词
a hardened predeator - wicked tag team
they drifted across the south
born to be lose & live to be killed
i had nothing but pure hatred!
killing someone is just walking outdoors
three hundred murder through out the land
creepy male ****** - ***ual abuser
necrophilia - two of a kind
fed up with \" christ \"
three hundred murder
again they set out on the road
one eyed killer
and male **********
again they set out on the road ... again