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Victims of Death: The Best of Decade of Chaos
Disc 1
01. The Exorcist
02. Pentagram
03. Swing of the Axe
04. March to Die
05. Death Metal
06. The Eyes of Horror
07. Fallen Angel
08. Burning in Hell
09. Beyond the Gates
10. Seven Churches
Disc 2
01. Bonded by Blood
02. Exodus
03. Chemi-Kill
04. The Toxic Waltz
05. A Lesson in Violence
06. Piranha
07. Brain Dead
08. Fabulous Disaster
09. Low Rider
10. And Then There Were None
Disc 3
01. Zombie Ritual
02. Together as One
03. Open Casket
04. Spiritual Healing
05. Mutilation
06. Suicide Machine
07. Altering the Future
08. Baptized in Blood
09. Left to Die
10. Pull the Plug
Disc 4
01. Chalice of Blood
02. Out of Body (Out of Mind)
03. Feel No Pain
04. Step by Step
05. Off the Edge
06. One Foot in Hell
07. Through Eyes of Glass
08. Tossed Away
09. March Into Fire
10. Victim of Changes
Disc 5
01. Darkness Descends
02. Never to Rise Again
03. Pain's Invention, Madness
04. Merciless Death
05. The Promise of Agony
06. Death Is Certain (Life Is Not)
07. Leave Scars
08. Act of Contrition
09. The Burning of Sodom
10. We Have Arrived
Politicians, they're all on the take
Toxic polluters, leave cancer in their wake
Campaign contributions
Are nothing more than bribes
Pockets growing fatter at the expense of all our lives

Now we'll grab them by their white collar
And throw them in the waste
Look at them floating in the cess
They're such a fucking disgrace!

They just want to make another buck
They couldn't care what happens, they wouldn't give a fuck
Their big house way up on a hill
Was paid for in death, it's chemi-kill!

They don't know what to do with it
They don't want to keep it around
So they pull up behind my back door
And bury it underground
We scream and yell but they just laugh
On the way to make a withdrawal
But we've got to ram it down their throats
Make them eat it all

Now we'll grab them by their white collar
And throw them in the waste
Look at them floating in the cess
They're such a fucking disgrace!

They just want to make another buck
They couldn't care what happens, they wouldn't give a fuck
Their big house way up on a hill
Was paid for in death, it's chemi-kill!

Babies are lying in their womb
Dying in their private tomb
Born retarded, crippled and lame
But they say they're not to blame
Tumors are growing in my spleen
The children are turning green
We're dropping one by one
Is this the end of all our fun?
How can they get away with this?
We take them to court, but it gets dismissed
They've bought off the judge so he throws out the case
There goes the human race!