Murder Company (henry Lee Lucas) Lyrics & Chords By 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