Few care about environment in the USA Propaganda controls, Pollutants in the atmosphere, Malathion in our air Mutant race developing, Hypodermic sewage
(Music: J. Garcia, M. Sanchez Lyrics: J. Garcia) Cruising the night, trafficing the day Bringing disease, under your skin Drug lord-pushers, pimps at
WAS! not a savior No one can control this disease MESSIAH, BEHOLD! THE CHOSEN! Welcome to the world of the dead!! ... SPECULATION! not needed the answer
with no solutions, Call on the Inquisitor for confessions of a witch, A reign of horror with no tomorrow, Informers twisting lies to inherit the estate, Evil
(W. Croyle, J. Garcia)
lie and I cheat I rob and I steal I try to hate you woman, but I never will Love won't die, no matter how hard I try My woman's got an evil eye I am
Trapped inside a life which is not yours Spirits within causing terror, fear and darkness Evil dead Evil dead Voice speaks out, all will die tonight
from the dead straight back from hell He's back from the dead straight back from hell (Solo) He's back from the dead straight back from hell He's back
tonight Hear the voices of the dead They will tell you what is right And will take your breath You will not sleep tonight Hear the voices of the dead
[Written by Death]
Fuck! I ain't got a fucking problem I just love to say fuck! And I don't care who's around me I could really give a fuck And I don't care if you're
the grave. making the living their slave. evil dead crawling out of the grave. flooding the world, it's your flesh they crave. evil dead! evil dead
As I lay here I write this waiting for the drugs to take hold, the fading memory of a life gone cold This race of puppets fucking make me sick, An effegy
eternity We spare not the weak And we spare not the cowardly And this fire will guide you Our Peace is in death Your fate lies on our blades Evil man dead
Come on baby, sweet sugar honey Come on girl and trust in me You bring me down, over and out You are falling - falling to the ground Four lips working
confusion inside his head Travelled through darkest hell He's back from the dead Straight back from hell His mission is obvious Evil and plain Destructive