Big belly, a motorsaw, butcher and the to be butchered
An outpatient, a mercenary
Rubber cloth and a principle
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
Then the blood flares up
When the sweaty metalhead yells
Eyes spurt out of the head
When he throws up on the floor
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water
Bad, ugly, motor coc
The strangler and the strangled
A mercenary, an outpatient
Rubber cloth and a principle
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water
The meat grinder and the butcher's bum spin with the beat of the hammer
Those circular saws bring a message, the crematory of death
Then the blood flares up
When the sweaty metalhead yells
Eyes spurt out of the head
When he throws up on the floor
He sits beside the Virgin Mary
And farts pillars of fire up to heaven
He kneels on front of the pope
And throws the pope's dinner in the water