Paroles de They Call Me the Butcher

Hacked torsos are stuffed Into large plastic barrels Freezer full of female organs Half eaten uterus on a plate Rotting corpses brutally raped Gutted and slowly mutilated Severed heads are boiled Stench of cooking flesh Gory sights of death Dismembered bodies rot Violently slaughtered Butchered arms and feet Chipped bones exposed Teeth marks on her nose Consuming raw organs Sharp tools for severing