Path to Oblivion (1989)
Lyrics:
Sharp device cuts your wrist relentless
Punching with your fist blood starts seeping
Through pain begins to kill you
Yukk, yukk, yukk, yukk
Rotting away decaying flesh bacteria turns a
Revolting mess disease has taken a firm hold
Slowly deteriorates in the cold
Yukk, yukk, yukk, yukk
Severe punishment to the head another overdose
Meaning dead mentally disturbed mind solitary
Confinement you shall find
Yukk, yukk, yukk, yukk