Old Blind Butcher Songtext / Lyric

Old Blind Butcher Songtext
HIT, RIP, CUT!! Old blind butcher
With a hammer in his hand
Looking for some meat
To make it more tender

He’s a little hungry
No food for a week
He needs something to eat
That’s why he is so bleak

Old blind butcher
Wants to cook the steak
Bloody rusty hammer
Is the only thing he takes

He beats in a frenzy
The cold dead flesh
Walls are painted red
And he feels refreshed!

Hit, hit, hit the bones
Cut, cut, cut the veins

He had for today’s lunch
An omelet with eyes
But it was not enough
His hand still rises

Now he is to prepare
A delicacy dish
He’s blending the brains
With some putrid fish

The old blind butcher
Wants to cook the steak
Bloody rusty hammer
Is the only thing he takes

He beats in a frenzy
The cold dead flesh
Walls are painted red
And he feels refreshed!

Hit, hit, hit the bones
Cut, cut, cut the veins

Old blind butcher’s
Been dead for a week
He ain’t no longer feel
This dense queasy reek

Annoying purulent worms
Started to pullulate
The butcher took the hammer
And released his hate!