My dad bring us the darkness He introduced in our home Like the shadow he whispers me in the night
The fairy tale is ending Pressure of the oldest one is working Gaze devoured my mind Now I’m his little puppet Now I’m his little puppet
I get carried away by his dark game I get carried away by my innocence
My body is crossed by flaming hatred demon eyes And I please angels come to save my fucking life He comes to me as a big wave in a small sea Like a thousand knives cutting my skin
Blood fill my eyes My breath is broken Your hands around my neck
Dad is late to save meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
