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There’s a man who kills for money
Sheep, cows, pigs and bunnies.
Smiling as he wields the axe.
It’s the butcher.

Dead flesh is his trade.
Guts on the floor, blood on the blade.
Laughing as he cuts and hacks.
He’s the butcher.

Could you do it yourself?
Kill a creature to put in your mouth?
I bet you wouldn’t, you wouldn’t do it would yer?
You leave it to the butcher.

Think about the animal’s life,
Bred to die under the knife.
Who’s the man who makes a killing?
It’s the butcher.

Selling death by the pound.
Dismembered bodies displayed around.
This is war; it makes the till ring
For the butcher.

Can you understand?
The beast’s blood is on your hands.
So tell me if you can, could yer,
Who’s the butcher?

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from Ardour T'was Fright, released December 28, 2017
BH - vox,guitar, bass, percussion

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