Poet
It's twelve o'clock in the evening
And you want to sleep
Had tried to have oh sweet dreams
But you just lost your self-esteem
Your mind is crying silently
´cause Daddy said: “Please don't shout!“
A lonely tear runs over your face
And you can't hide your anger - anymore
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Daddy, time's now over for you
The heaven's gate has closed
The devil rams his claws into your cheast
And steals your dirty soul away
Yes, away...
You feel his hand between your legs
And his breath is going faster now
His smelly fingers touches your breast
And his rotten kiss - skins down on your lips
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Poor Christine crouches in the corner
And her father zips his pants again
He say: It ain't over till it's over
But she just cries: Wait for judgement day
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(hinzugefügt von Gery)