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
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 pity for you.
Carnicero Loco
Carnicero loco
Un fuego arde en sus ojos
Su cerebro está en guerra y el mal se levantará
Su sangre es negra, está hirviendo
Ahora tiene que vagar,
Sabe que es su destino
Coro:
Por las calles oscuras de la ciudad
Sus pasos resuenan
Ahora está desenfrenado, oh está jadeando
En su mano una hoja de acero sólido
Ahora es el momento en que debes sentir
Carnicero loco
Siente su impulso, necesita satisfacción
Te está observando, gatita, él obtendrá su alimento
Y cuando se levante, creerás que es un amante
Pero le gustan prácticas extrañas, descubrirás
Estás acostada en tu cama, tu vista parece genial
Pero en lugar de su miembro
Él saca su hoja
Oh es tan tierno, cuando hace el amor contigo
Que no lo soportarías,
Es una lástima para ti.