Cancer - Gruesome Tasks lyrics

Mercenary men, knock you dead k**ing for a living, is what is said Disposing of people, blood money pays Gruesome executions, are used this waty Gruesome tasks Slaughters made They create Screams of pain Limbs cut off, sliced to d**h Stomach ripped open, no life left Glistening drops, of butchery Their salvation, misery The blood of men is spilled to be Payed with cash When they die the payment is made Their salvation, misery Shattered lives are lost Crimes of d**h do cost d**h forgotten too fast The pain of the past