Mad Butcher Lyrics

Mad Butcher lyrics

Mad Butcher

A fire is burning in his eyes

his brain is in war and
the evil will rise

his blood is black, it's scalding hot

now he's
got to ramble,

he knows that's his lot



[CHORUS:]

Through the Blackstreets of the town

his steps are clanging

now
he's wanton, oh he's panting

in his hand a blade of solid steel

now
it's the time you got to feel



Mad Butcher

He feels his
driving, satifaction he needs

he's watching you pussy, he will get his
food

and when he arises you think it's a lover

but he likes strange
pratices, you'll discover



You lie on your bed, your view real seems
great

but instead of his prick,

he's drawing his blade

oh he's
so tender, when he makes love to you

that you couldn't stand it,

it's a pitty for you