Cold Blooded Killer

The stench of death is thick—darkness all around He has no mercy—only sadistic whims of pain He doesn’t care how much you cry or scream or beg… To kill, steal and destroy—his mission is not vague… He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! You can’t escape his grip—he’s everywhere you see… Only Christ and crush this monster’s head—by hanging on a tree He doesn’t care how much you cry or scream or beg… To kill, steal and destroy—his mission is not vague… He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer! He’s a Killer! A Cold Blooded Killer!