Eddie The Butcher Lyrics

He can make a blind man see the lord
They call him Eddie the Butcher
You can die by pistol or knife or sword
They call him Eddie the Butcher

King of his trade and all the chaos that he made
Visions displayed a thousand cuts from his blade
Surgical precision carried out with a mission
Security provision never indecision

He can make a blind man see the lord
They call him Eddie the Butcher
You can die by pistol or knife or sword
They call him Eddie the Butcher

Likely sides with a big long knife
Demon arise in a crimson sky
King of the flies, leave no one alive
No compassion, agonize

He can make a blind man see the lord
They call him Eddie the Butcher
You can die by pistol or knife or sword
They call him Eddie the Butcher