ILL BILL, Mr Hyde - Death Smiles at Murder lyrics
[ILL BILL, Mr Hyde - Death Smiles at Murder lyrics]
Our society love murderers, love war
Love bloodshed love the scene of an
Accident when someone's dead
We love violence
We can't turn away: The Colosseum
Throw ‘em in the arena and
Watch the lions eat 'em
Music and movies are the
Mirrors of this madness
Some morbid mural of morticians
Upon the canvas
A beautifully composed symphony of sickness
Bear witness reality's much worse
Predictions of apocalypse
Found in the books of religious architects
Arguments hidden in forbidden documents
Consequence, Bowling for Columbine
Anatomy of School Shootings
Bloods and Crips of Brooklyn is
No longer a new thing death is certain
We all die whether it's from
Natural causes or not
Nobody really knows why
But, if there's one thing I know
Death holds a place
In his heart for murderers
Take a look at his face
Death smiles at murder
Pain shakes the hand of homicide
We all die, it's certain
Can't change the path that's prophesied
Some people murder for money
Other people murder for hate
Some murder for love
A lot of people murder for drugs
There's really fucked up people that
Need a murder to cum
And some of y'all motherfuckers
Even murder for fun
They might stab you up with a
Knife or shoot you with guns
That's when the black coroner
Van usually comes
Some murderers are strange drifters
Or depraved sickos
Like Gary Heidnik, Gein, Bundy
Berkowitz and J rifkin
A lot of murderers you wouldn't suspect
He kept to himself, never bothered anyone
They said
He was a simple guy with a simple life
Till he killed his wife
Got a first taste of doing something he liked
Some murderers are famous
And they wind up in a Ford Bronco
With a gun in they mouth like OJ did
No matter who the fuck you are
Death has a place
In his heart for murderers
Take a look at his face
Death smiles at murder
Pain shakes the hand of homicide
We all die, it's certain
Can't change the path that's prophesied
Love bloodshed love the scene of an
Accident when someone's dead
We love violence
We can't turn away: The Colosseum
Throw ‘em in the arena and
Watch the lions eat 'em
Music and movies are the
Mirrors of this madness
Some morbid mural of morticians
Upon the canvas
A beautifully composed symphony of sickness
Bear witness reality's much worse
Predictions of apocalypse
Found in the books of religious architects
Arguments hidden in forbidden documents
Consequence, Bowling for Columbine
Anatomy of School Shootings
Bloods and Crips of Brooklyn is
No longer a new thing death is certain
We all die whether it's from
Natural causes or not
Nobody really knows why
But, if there's one thing I know
Death holds a place
In his heart for murderers
Take a look at his face
Death smiles at murder
Pain shakes the hand of homicide
We all die, it's certain
Can't change the path that's prophesied
Some people murder for money
Other people murder for hate
Some murder for love
A lot of people murder for drugs
There's really fucked up people that
Need a murder to cum
And some of y'all motherfuckers
Even murder for fun
They might stab you up with a
Knife or shoot you with guns
That's when the black coroner
Van usually comes
Some murderers are strange drifters
Or depraved sickos
Like Gary Heidnik, Gein, Bundy
Berkowitz and J rifkin
A lot of murderers you wouldn't suspect
He kept to himself, never bothered anyone
They said
He was a simple guy with a simple life
Till he killed his wife
Got a first taste of doing something he liked
Some murderers are famous
And they wind up in a Ford Bronco
With a gun in they mouth like OJ did
No matter who the fuck you are
Death has a place
In his heart for murderers
Take a look at his face
Death smiles at murder
Pain shakes the hand of homicide
We all die, it's certain
Can't change the path that's prophesied