Текст (слова) песни: Macabre - Fritz Haarmann The Butcher
In a far away town many years ago There lived a man who caused much woe He`d murder young men and slice up the meat And sell to hungry town people to eat
Fritz Haarmann- He chopped up young men The Butcher Made steaks out of them Fritz Haarmann- He sold them as meat The Butcher- For the people to eat
Young men were missing nowhere in sight But they ate their steak with hungry delight They`d go to Fritz Haarmann to get more meat But they didn`t know young men they`d eat
Fritz Haarmann- Made young men into meat The butcher- sold them on the street Fritz Haarmann- He`d sell them as steaks The Butcher- For the profit he`d make
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