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Psychopathic killer out on the street
Killing for pleasure is what feeds his needs
In the name of his leader he does his crime
You'll never hide, there is no more time

You can't control your muscles or brain
The gas controls you, driving you insane
Now you're moving spastically around
Your legs can't bear you, you're falling to the ground

Your eyes are burning in your head
Spontaneous diarrhea is what you get
Blood is flowing out of your ear
There is no hope, the end is near

Chemical gas is his favorite game
You can't smell it, no one to blame
When you notice it, it's too late
The gas is working, the crime is made

Breathe the air with deadly gas
Your eyes are tearing, happening too fast
Gasping for air, your lungs burn
Dying process has begun,
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