Ugly - Butcher
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I am the butcher
I have no heart
Wind my mechanical drum
And I'll beat this body to pulp
For it once was a living being
Now it is meat
I do as you say, I'm in your hands
People are meat in my hands
Indistinguishable from the next
I wear my god on a silver chain
I'm in his hands
I follow through with your orders
From on high this heap of rot
It's a job
Thoughtless, heartless, butcher
I have no heart
Wind my mechanical drum
And I'll beat this body to pulp
For it once was a living being
Now it is meat
I do as you say, I'm in your hands
People are meat in my hands
Indistinguishable from the next
I wear my god on a silver chain
I'm in his hands
I follow through with your orders
From on high this heap of rot
It's a job
Thoughtless, heartless, butcher
