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Mad Butcher

A fire is burning in his eyes

His mind is psychotic and the evil will rise

his blood is black, it's scalding hot

Now he's got to ramble, he knows that's his destiny

Through the backstreets of the town

His steps are clanging

Now he's horny, searching for flesh

In his hand a blade of steel

Now it's time you must feel

Mad Butcher

He feels his driving, satisfaction he needs

He's watching your pussy, you will be his food

When he appears you'll think he is a lover

Strange way of loving, you will discover

You lie on your bed, your expectance is rising

But instead of his prick, he's taking his blade

Oh he's so tender when he makes love to you

That you can't stand it, it's a pity for you

Through the backstreets of the town

His steps are clanging

Now he's horny, searching for flesh

In his hand a blade of steel

Now it's time you must feel