Feel the fear in the dark
Naked bodies everywhere
Bloody nails in their head
Smell of beef is in the air
Screams of pain, wasted bodies
Face is smashed to rotten pulp
In the house of the butcher
This is what you gonna see
This is the house of the butcher
Dying slowly by
The hands of the butcher
I wrapped my arms around her
Pulling nails to your head
I fuck you with my cock
I will eat your guts
Guts and blood, bones are broken
Rotting stench is in the air
Feast of Corpse, wasted bodies
Sick voices of the ground
Torturing makes him fun
Violence his only dream