Black clouds rising overhead 
The hands of death our souls are bled 
There is no escaping his deadly grip 
While life slips by on a sinking ship. [Chorus:] 
LOOKING DE
ATH RIGHT 
IN THE EYE 
SLAUGHTER, 
MANSLAUGHT
ER LOOKING 
DEATH RIGH
T IN THE E
YE SLAUGHT
ER, MANSLA
UGHTER A rotten stench will fill the air 
And leaving in it’s path despair 
And now you’re slowly turning in your grave 
And no one is left to be saved.