The Butcheress

He looks so peaceful in his sleep
Her butcher's knives ready to cut deep 
She checks the blade's bite with a grin
He gasps awake as the knife sinks in

Maniac, malice and murder
She stabs him 37 times further
Laughing and hungry for more
He tries to run but she drags him from the door

With no hesitation and without delay
Skillfully she makes a macabre display 
His skinsuit on a meat hook in the living room
This is where his home becomes his tomb

Maniac, malice and murder
Stabs him 37 times further
Laughing and hungry for more
He tries to run but she drags him from the door

Drip, drip, drip of blood on the way to the cooktop
Dead eyes looking up from the sickening stew pot

Dinner time for her and his children, she serves three plates
Hope you brought your appetite for some gruesome steaks

Maniac, malice and murder
She stabs him 37 times further
Laughing and hungry for more
He tries to run but she drags him from the door