Butcher Songtext
von Brutal Truth

A part of me just died
Stare your death at me
If you gave a shit and tried
You might see
Your friends you′re butchering
Won't lie
Your friends you′re butchering
So fucking done
Butchering, Butchering, Butchering
You'd butcher God for your own greed
Soulless, you're fucking soulless


Your friends you′re butchering
Won′t lie
Your friends you're butchering
So fucking tired
Butchering, Butchering, Butchering
You′d butcher God for your own greed

Soulless, you're fucking soulless

Breaking down your taxing sins
Breaking down your taxing sins
You′re bedded down with bugs
Attached with death in drugs
Scratch and claw a thought
Attached with death in drugs
You're bedded down with drugs
Attached with death in bugs

Scratch and claw a thought
Attached with death in bugs

Butchering, Butchering, Butchering
You′d butcher God for your own greed
Soulless, you're fucking soulless