Mutilator Butcher歌词

Beauty will destroy your mind Spare the gory details Give them gift wrapped for the man with everything Though I lived a lonely life I was confused A butcher I feel nothing As it courses up my arms In position of the worms Up, up through my heart Int

Mad Butcher 疯狂屠夫 Artist(Band):Destruction 编译:jion Mad butcher - a fire is burning in his eyes疯狂屠夫-眼中喷火 His mind is psycholic and the evil will rise精神狂乱,邪恶无比 His blood is black it's scalding hot他的血漆黑而滚烫 Now he's got to ramble, he Lenows that's him des

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Butcher Pete (Part 1) - Roy Brown Hey everybody, did the news get around About a guy named Butcher Pete Oh, Pete just flew into this town And he's choppin' up all the women's meat He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin' He's hackin' and wackin' and sma

When I'm asleep, I never dream. I never feel anything. When I'm asleep, I never dream. I never feel anything. When I'm asleep, I never dream. I never feel anything. When I'm asleep, I never dream. I never feel anything. 专辑:React Or Die 歌手:Butcher Boy

Slaughtering with extreme disgust Unrecognizable all victims will be Mutilation no enough, I'm splattering brains You've seen nothing yet, I will butcher the weak If you step in my path you'll get a ballpeen hammer upside your head I'll smash in all

I hold the torch to you, I spill a silhouette on the air that's round you. I gather books and I read with missionary zeal, tattooing tears on my cheek to show how much they mean. I pout till I'm so righteous I can't see. I don't know why we're stuck

The belly or the bully will pull the boy to me, we're swelling in the sea. Teeth and fingernails strip the shell clean, thread my buttons and beads. And if the house is sadder when I leave you on your own just build another home - stubborn Billy-goat

You crack like glass on the southern side, above us the moon will haul a lonely tide. I fall, fall, through a filthy fog to meet you in the station by the hanging clock. The bells in the clock will chime a song for you, "As You Are Growing Older I Gr