B.u.t.c.h.e.r.

The starvation has turned the sky gray
When the hunger is high
Mutilation is here all day
When the hunger is mine
Along damnation he has fun
When the hunger is high
To feed the people under the sun
When the hunger is mine
Barbarism is boiling inside this pan

B. U. T. C. H. E. R. BUTCHER!
He drives his blades toward the nightwalkers
B. U. T. C. H. E. R. BUTCHER!
He feeds the greed of all the motherfuckers

Splitting the flesh out of control
When the hunger is high
The butcher-shop is at full-load
When the hunger is mine
The blood streaming over the toys
When the hunger is high
Shows that he does prefer the boys
When the hunger is mine
Barbarism is boiling inside this pan

B. U. T. C. H. E. R. BUTCHER!
He drives his blades toward the nightwalkers
B. U. T. C. H. E. R. BUTCHER!
He feeds the greed of all the motherfuckers