Condemned To Agony — Cannibal Corpse

Butchering the helpless Was his way of life Uncontrolled rage Internal strife

The pain he dealt out was never repaid Retribution was sought by the ones he had slain

Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony

Heads of his victims Have returned to haunt Dripping with blood Rotted and gaunt

The pain is reflected to him after death With the victis of his knife, he is now beset

Reliving every crime Condemned to agony No escape from their hate Condemned to agony, agony

He thought he got away His crimes unpunished he took them to the grave Their tortured souls are waiting

Now they make him pay Exact their revenge using methods that he used To make him understand them

To chop him up Is their revege With no remorse They slash him, disfigure

Undying hate His torment endless He's torn apart and they cut the pieces smaller

The knife he used to maim Is turned against him and now they will do the same Dissect the man of evil

His fingers are cut off And forced into his mouth so that he cannot scream And in pain they revel

To chop him up Is their revege With no remorse They slash him, disfigure

Abomination Their creation The man who killed them is now scattered In the abyss

Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony