...what ghost? - The Butcher

Make way for the Butcher
He's primed ready for the attack
Stalking the night here to claim his meat tax
You beg and you plead
Wasted on a maniac
He knows not of mercy
Only the way of the hack

Hack hack
The Butcher prowls the streets
Hack hack
The Butcher claims his meat

Make way for the Butcher
His axe craves for flesh
From the bowels of Hell
You'll know him by death's stench
Wasted on a maniac
He knows not of mercy
The way of the hack

Hack hack
The Butcher is on the attack
The Butcher is on the attack
Hack hack
The Butcher is on the attack

Butcher
Hack me up
Butcher
Likes the way you run

Butcher
Butcher
Trick or meat

Written by:
Louie Mynott

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