Letra de Mad butcher

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

[coro:]
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