Paroles de Bloody Butchery

Look out this false humanity greedy mass of lunatics they cut a pitiful markets banks isn´t it beautiful? nervously trading at the stock do I win or loose my dead capital? The nightmares which me hook I see blood all over the bodies of my companions every body dead, cut in half a bloody butchery made by a lunatic frenzy he stepped in looked around and shout the sin take refuge - no escape shooting sound paralysed