Letra da Música: Murder Company (Henley Lee Lucas) - Church Of Misery

A hardened predeator - wicked tag team
They drifted across the south
Born to be lose & live to be killed
I had nothing but pure hatred !

Killing someone is just walking outdoors
Three hundred murder through out the land
Creepy male hooker - sexual abuser
Necrophilia - two of a kind

Fed up with " christ "
Three hundred murder
Again they set out on the road
One eyed killer
And male prostitute
Again they set out on the road ... again