Death Smiles At Murder - Necro

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 O.J.

did

No matter who the fuck you are, Death has a place

In his heart for murderers, take a look at his face