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• Artiste: The H.O.S.T
• Titre: Butcher
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I feel like I'm on my way. Night's coming. Flesh on sale, I feel death everytime and everywhere The feel of blood floating in the air In my coat I've got all my knives In my mind taking back some lives It's my mission and I've got to admit That's the best job I've ever had Blood's like a second skin Another shot of power in my veins Fear the Butcher... I'm sick and tired of telling lies It's too easy to hypnotize Eyes and tongue in the same black bag All these bodies I have to drag I'm drowning in their blood everyday I clean myself and then I pray My wife's a christian and God only knows What I will do when the doors are closed Blood's like a second skin Another shot of power in my veins Fear the Butcher...