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Staking out the residence
Of the chosen target
Entering the empty home
Lace the food with poision

The hapless victim never had a chance
Precise contamination killed him fast

Shocking news traveld fast
But I have traveled faster
The only clue thats left behind
Poision in the cadaver

Cyanide assassin is my trade
Exacuting methods are my quarry's bane
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead
Cyanide assassin

Life, my task to end
Death, I dont regret

Analyze the next assignment
Select the proper tools
Gas will be the most effective
That is what i'll use

Release the vapors in the victims room
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb
Calculated venting should work fast
Enclosed space filled with poision gas
Cyanide assassin

Life, it should end fast
Death, he now should pass
Gasping, he fights for air
Face, fixed with dispair
But the end does not seem close
Misjudged the lethal dose
I must return, my works not done
He's still alive, but to weak to run

[Solo Jack Owen]

A sloppy job must be finished
Can't leave him in a coma
With my mask I wont smell
The almonnd like aroma
With syringe in hand I walk into his room
He's struggling with the damage from the fumes
I plunge the needle deep into his vein
Completion of the murder ends his pain
Cyanide assassin
Staking out the residence   Of the chosen target   Entering the empty home   Lace the food with poision      The hapless victim never had a chance   Precise contamination killed him fast      Shocking news traveld fast   But I have traveled faster   The only clue thats left behind   Poision in the cadaver      Cyanide assassin is my trade   Exacuting methods are my quarry's bane   Toxic killing tactics stop your breath   Precision dosage leaves the victim dead   Cyanide assassin      Life, my task to end   Death, I dont regret      Analyze the next assignment   Select the proper tools   Gas will be the most effective   That is what i'll use      Release the vapors in the victims room   Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb   Calculated venting should work fast   Enclosed space filled with poision gas   Cyanide assassin      Life, it should end fast   Death, he now should pass   Gasping, he fights for air   Face, fixed with dispair   But the end does not seem close   Misjudged the lethal dose   I must return, my works not done   He's still alive, but to weak to run      [Solo Jack Owen]      A sloppy job must be finished   Can't leave him in a coma   With my mask I wont smell   The almonnd like aroma   With syringe in hand I walk into his room   He's struggling with the damage from the fumes   I plunge the needle deep into his vein   Completion of the murder ends his pain   Cyanide assassin
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