Songs about killing people

Saves The Day (one of my all time favorite bands) and their song, "As Your Ghost Takes Flight" :



"As Your Ghost Takes Flight"

The last time that I saw you, August of '99,
I should've had my hammer and a few rusty spikes
to nail you on a wall and use bottles to catch your blood
and display you for the neighbors so they know your time had come.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain,
the people on the street are collecting in dismay.
Before your eyes your head lifts towards the sky
and that's the last thing they'll remember of you.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
You've become a ghost.
You're floating somewhere in between
the waking world and a landscape of dreams.
Well it's nothing but dying.
You've got a grenade stuck in your teeth and you're pulling at the pin.
You're an illusion, just a shadow flickering underneath the sun.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.

Also from the wonderful band, Saves The Day...

AT YOUR FUNERAL


This song will become
the anthem of
your underground

You're two floors down
getting high in the back room

If I flooded out your house
do you think you'd make it out
or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?

And at your funeral
I will sing the requiem

This song will become
the anthem of
your underground

You're two floors down
getting high in the back room

If I flooded out your house
do you think you'd make it out
or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?

And at your funeral
I will sing the requiem

I'd offer you my hand
it would hurt too much to watch you die

And you can bet
when we mourn the death of you that night
of you that night

They'll lay me on the dinner table
I will be the pig
with the apple in my mouth
the food that celebrates your end

And at your funeral
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
it would hurt too much to watch you die

And at your funeral
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
it would hurt too much to watch you die

More from Saves The Day:

The moon hangs like the blade of an axe tonight,
and it's poised to drop sometime soon enough on this dump truck where I lie mixed up with the morning's trash.
There's a piece of glass sticking in my back and tar covering my mouth.
But it's okay cause I'm still breathing and my hands are free of the heap.
when I think that I see that big blade falling.
And I think that I see that big blade coming.
And the pressure is getting to me and the waste in which I sit is just lurking beside me.
And I can't tell if it's me or the meat that's rotting.
I'm gonna have to give up sometime soon.
But it's okay cause I'm still breathing and my hands are free of the heap.
when I think that I see that big blade falling.
And I think that I see that big blade coming.
You can watch me disappear.
You can watch me.
All I'm losing is me.
All I'm losing is me.
All I'm losing is me.
And I think that I see that big blade falling.
And I think that I see that big blade coming to slice open a great canyon through the earth so you can watch me disappear.

Zombie - The Cranberries!

i love that song

Saves The Day-- Certain Tragedy:

And now I finally see that the further we go we're only treading ground that we already know.
I could write you a song, send you a note, or empty out your trash and buy a bucket full of diamonds but
even the most beautiful of all roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away.
It's a certain tragedy.
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it.
The empty space between me and the sunken walls and feeling someone's hand around my neck
choking away the life that i have left.
And I can finally see that the further I go I'm only treading ground that I don't wanna know.
I'll probably hang upside-down from wooden rafters in my home and look at old photos of you.
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it.
The empty space between me and the sunken walls and feeling someone's hand around my neck
choking away the life that i have left.
I miss the warmth of the summer when we were on our own, but now it's winter and my bones are cold.
And now I finally see that the further we go we're only treading ground that we already know.
I could write you a song, send you a note, or empty out your trash and buy a bucket full of diamonds but
even the most beautiful of all roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away.
It's a certain tragedy.

Wow......I'm kinda scared. I can't believe i took you seriously.

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Originally Posted by l33tpirata13

Wow......I'm kinda scared. I can't believe i took you seriously.

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What? You don't like Saves The Day? How could anyone not like Saves The Day?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saves_the_Day

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Originally Posted by 999969999

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Originally Posted by l33tpirata13

Wow......I'm kinda scared. I can't believe i took you seriously.

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What? You don't like Saves The Day? How could anyone not like Saves The Day?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saves_the_Day

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I was referring to you having so much time on your hand that you'd post lyrics. As far as STD, never heard of 'em.

How much time does it take to copy and paste a song's lyrics?

You might hear them if you listen to this station in Phoenix... http://www.x1039phoenix.com/

I thought all the stuff I listen to was about killing people, but none are. They're strories about people dying.
Iron Maiden - Where the Wild Wind Blows
Rammstein - Rosenrot
just two famour examples