Birth of the Butcher

Keep my secret from every stranger With my smile I captivate them Lure them back into this hell I hide Oh, the rush and thrill as I reveal the other side Scream out for help all you want to No one loves you, that's why I chose you Hate filled veins, I fight the urge Release of pressure as I let blood spill Born of an evil design Bathe in blood I fight the urge Bathe in blood Born of an evil design No man would want to bе like this Why was I? Why was I? A flesh addiction Cursed in thе image of the human condition No one would want to be like this Tell me why, tell me why A flesh addiction Cursed in the image of the human condition I hide in plain sight Just blur between the lines Painting a perfect picture With sick little lives Dissecting skin and bone Sick little lives Dissecting skin and bone Sick little lives Born of an evil design Beg for your life Born of an evil design I am the butcher Born of an evil design Beg for your life Born of an evil design I am the butcher No man would want to be like this Why was I? Why was I? A flesh addiction Cursed in the image of the human condition No one would want to be like this Tell me why, tell me why A flesh addiction Cursed in the image of the human condition No man would want to be like this Why was I? Why was I? A flesh addiction Cursed in the image of the human condition Give me the chair Hang me high Shoot me dead Before I kill again Please I hate myself And I can’t stop the sickness The taste of blood begs Cursed in the image of the human condition for all time

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026