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 DEATH RIGHT IN THE EYE

SLAUGHTER, MANSLAUGHTER

LOOKING DEATH RIGHT IN THE EYE

SLAUGHTER, MANSLAUGHTER



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.