Cyanide

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Hydrogen Cyanide is a colorless gas
 With a faint bitter almond like odor
 Cruel fashioned murder with an old fashioned disguise
 Releasing a poisonous gas, to deceive your eyes.
 Don't trust your eyes, eyes!
 Perfect murder itches in the back of your mind
 Laying out the plans for you time to execute
 Rushing home to prepare a laced enchanted meal
 You loved ones are blind to your suicide holocaust
 Time to execute
 Execute your plan
 All you have is, potassium cyanide!
 Existing troubles will soon fade away
 Greedy intentions, you posses no remorse.
 This white powder will consume your bloodline
 Leaving behind a trace dysphoric story.
 Entering your control nervous system!
 Cyanide murder suicide!
 Judas of the saints, of the saints.
 Your tunnel sees no light.
 The ingestion of cyanide and cessation of respiration!
 Die!
 Emotional and instantaneous collapse.

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Duration
03:47
Key
10
Tempo
117 BPM

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