Mad Butcher - Destruction

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

Boucherie folle

Un feu brûle dans ses yeux

son cerveau est en guerre et la perversité va monter

son sang est noir, il est brûlant

maintenant il doit se promener,

il sait que c'est son lot



[CH?UR:]

À travers les rues noires de la ville

ses pas résonnent

maintenant il est insensé, oh il haletant

dans sa main une lame en acier massif

maintenant c'est le moment de ressentir



Boucherie folle

Il sent sa conduite, la satisfaction dont il a besoin

il te regarde la chatte, il va chercher sa nourriture

et quand il surgit tu penses que c'est un amoureux

mais il aime les pratiques étranges, vous découvrirez



Vous vous allongez sur votre lit, votre vue réelle semble superbe

mais au lieu de sa bite,

il dessine sa lame

oh il est si tendre, quand il te fait l'amour

que tu ne pouvais pas le supporter,

c'est dommage pour toi