Brute ​​wych elm

Defeat me, beat me, make it hurt
You're a brute, a piece of work
You're the hunter and I'm your prey
Hanging onto my feet and I can't run away

You're a brute, a piece of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt
You're a brute, a piece of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt

You're a fool, a fatal wound
You tried to keep me caged but I grew, I grew, I grew
Throw on my shackles, throw off the flea infested cupboard you'd given me

You're a brute, a piece of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt
You're a brute, a piеce of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt

You're a brute, a piеce of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt
You're a brute, a piece of work
A man of filth, a man of dirt