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Hell's Butcher Songtext
von Phsycopath

Hell's Butcher Songtext

Have your knives prepare
For this unforgettable night
Getting ready to open bodies
Everybody will die

Suspicious posture
Everyone is afraid
He′s always got a mad face
He won't let you leave

Beware of the Hell′s Butcher!
You wouldn't want to fall
Beware of the Hell's Butcher!
Corpses all around

Every Friday evening
Waits inside his shop
Until the moonlight appears
And kill them, Non-Stop


Bleed and bleed your skin
By the three inches scars
Just for passion, just for fun
He kills as he can

Beware of the Hell′s Butcher!
You wouldn′t want to fall
Beware of the Hell's Butcher!
Corpses all around

Thirsty for mutilating
Euphoria, rage
Nobody knows what′s going on his mind
Nobody knows how hard it was for him

Beware of the Hell's Butcher!
You wouldn′t want to fall
Beware of the Hell's Butcher!
Corpses all around

All around
All around
All around
All around
All around
All around
Corpses all around

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