Mad Butcher - Live
by Destruction
From the album: Live Without Sense
Track 8 of 11 on Live Without Sense (1989).
Duration: 5:02
Lyrics for Mad Butcher - Live
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 Through the black streets of the town His steps are clanging Now he's wanton, oh he's panting In his hend a blade of solid steel Now it's the time you got to feel Mad Butcher! He feels his driving, satisfaction he needs He's watching your pussy, he will his food And when he arised you think it's a lover But he likes strange practices, you'll discover You lie on your bed, You view real seems great But instead of his prick He's drawing his blade Oh, he's so tender, When he made love to you That you couldn't stand it It's apathy for you Through the black streets of the town His steps are clanging Now he's wanton, oh he's panting In his hend a blade of solid steel Now it's the time you got to feel