The Butcher Lyrics & Chords By Esqarial

He's got his victim, he's killing her slowly
He feels nothing except the ecstasy, the excitement
He is smearing his body with her blood
Butcher... Butcher...
With an axe he's chopping her body
The suffer
Doesn't express what he has done
But it's too late
She's stopped to breathe, her brain was shut
down
The butcher's standing over she and loud
laughing
It's not a man, it's a wild beast
Without any feelings and conscience
People like to watch his next victims
Son of a bitch with no response