Song Lyrics
It s scalding hot, now he s got to ramble
In his hend a blade of solid steel, now he s wanton
And when he arised you think it s a lover, his steps are clanging
A fire is burning in his eyes, he feels his driving
his steps are clanging
His steps are clanging, now it s the time you got to feel
he s drawing his blade
he knows that s his lot
He s so tender, oh he s panting
oh he s panting
oh he s panting
his blood is black
When he made love to you, he will his food, he feels his driving
He s watching your pussy, now he s wanton, you ll discover
Oh he s panting, oh he s panting
He feels his driving, you lie on your bed, now he s wanton
Through the black streets of the town, and when he arised you think it s a lover, his blood is black
Now it s the time you got to feel, his steps are clanging
You lie on your bed, that you couldn t stand it
He s so tender, it s apathy for you, but he likes strange practices
When he made love to you, through the black streets of the town
that you couldn t stand it
His brain is in war and the evil will rise, through the black streets of the town
His brain is in war and the evil will rise, when he made love to you
in his hend a blade of solid steel
Now he s got to ramble, it s scalding hot Butcher, in his hend a blade of solid steel
That you couldn t stand it, a fire is burning in his eyes
through the black streets of the town
You lie on your bed, you view real seems great, now he s got to ramble
now he s wanton
His steps are clanging, a fire is burning in his eyes
You lie on your bed, now he s wanton
But instead of his prick, oh he s panting, in his hend a blade of solid steel
When he made love to you, a fire is burning in his eyes
his blood is black
Now it s the time you got to feel, he will his food Butcher, you ll discover
A fire is burning in his eyes, a fire is burning in his eyes, he s watching your pussy
It s scalding hot, his steps are clanging
now it s the time you got to feel