37 stab wounds piercing his flesh
Unknowingly he spirals into transcending d**h
The unaware victim is attacked while asleep
Awoken by the horror of a lover's deceit
In frenzied terror he tries to evade
The repeated thrusts of the deadly blade
The rupture of skin as his life starts to fade
The repeated thrusts of a maniac's blade
Succumbing to d**h, the act so macabre
The muderess starts her treacherous art
So cold and so callous as she flays his skin
The pot on the stove is to coo his head in
While in his deepened slumber she began to hack
Cutting at his flesh in a violent attack
His bloodied hand prints smeared the walls down the hall
But his life had drained before he could open the door
She's the Butcheress of Aberdeen
His bloodied skin left hanging like a coat upon a hook
His mutilated corpse had been diced and partly cooked
A plate of human offal, a meal of human flesh
The Butcheress of Aberdeen, her final caress
Blood splattered everywhere, her private abattoir
Her one k** slaughterhouse, the price forevermore
She's the Butcheress of Aberdeen
His bloodied skin left hanging like a coat upon a hook
His mutilated corpse had been diced and partly cooked
A plate of human offal, a meal of human flesh
The Butcheress of Aberdeen, mistress of d**h
Blood splattered everywhere, her private abattoir
Her one k** slaughterhouse, the price forevermore
She's the Butcheress of Aberdeen