Born Of Sin - Hammer Bonesaw Axe

For a while I lived as an outcast
Thrown out in the gutter
Like a stray cat I fed from your trash
One day a man caught me stealing
He took me in and gave me a home
He was a good man a father and husband
He set me up, he got me a job
I mopped the floors and helped out at the local butcher
Cold gutted beasts hanged in lines
The smell of festering flesh is an aphrodisiac
Hammer, bonesaw, axe
It wasn’t long ‘til I handled the steel by my own
I was determined to master the trade
I took pride in the skill with my knife
Became the butcher, the butcher that I was meant to be
Cold gutted beasts hanged in lines
The smell of festering flesh is an aphrodisiac
Cold gutted beasts hanged in lines
The smell of festering flesh is an aphrodisiac
But after a time I could no longer feel the satisfaction
Even the killing itself had lost its edge
I longed for that feeling, the self-control
To torture the living who sees my soul
So I had to leave
To live and to be free
For a while I lived as an outcast
Thrown out in the gutter
Like a stray cat I fed from your trash
Like a stray cat I fed from your trash
Cold gutted beasts hanged in lines
The smell of festering flesh is an aphrodisiac
Cold gutted beasts hanged in lines
The smell of festering flesh is an aphrodisiac

Written by:
Fredrik Lemon

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