No Victims No Witnesses
Sneak up from behind, knife in my hand
Cut throat bleed fast, body hits the sand
Don't make a peep don't make a sound
Just lie there dead bleeding upon the ground
No victims is what we will leave
No witnesses no corpse to retrieve
Dig a big hole, fill it with gas
Dice up the torso, burn it to ash
Sift through the coals and pick out the teeth
Bury the rest six feet underneath
No victims is what we will leave
No witnesses no corpse to retrieve
Locked behind bars, awaiting the chair
They read my last rites and shave off my hair
Strapped in with buckles go down with a fight
Hammer the switch and burn out the lights
No victims is what we will leave
No witnesses no corpse to retrieve
Autor(es): Rapid Tension
