They told me: they're gonna make it good
Hang on, there is a chance
Seeing it gone
They ran for life, and got screwed, in the end
Holly Father! What to say!
Holly Father! What to say!
They told me: they got folks to make it good
Hold on, there is a catch
Seeing them coming
They slit them with knife, and got screwed, in the end
Holly Father! What to say!
Holly Father! What to say!
Every day - a different prey
Holly Father! What to say!
Holly Father! What to say!
Every day - a different prey
(2013)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem