Mad Butcher

Mad butcher - a fire is burning in his eyes His mind is psycholic and the evil will rise His blood is black it's scalding hot Now he's got to ramble, he Lenows that's him destiny Through the backstreets of the town His steps are slanging Now he is horny, searching for a flesh In his hand a blade of steel Now it's time you're got it to feel Mad butcher He feels his driving satisfaction he needs He's watching your pussy you will be his food And when he appears you'll think he is a lover But he likes his strange way of loving, you will decover Through... You lie on your bed your expectence is rising But instead of his prick he's taking his blade Oh he's so tender when he makes love to you That you can't stand it it's a pity for you Through...