I be coming out to find your babies now I be coming out to find them I be coming out to find your babies now I be coming out to find them
I hang their skins upon the trees outside my door Hang the skins upon the trees now I be coming out to find you babies now I
I be coming out to find your babies now I be coming out to find them I be coming out to find your babies now I be coming out to find them
I reach inside your homes and with my iron claws I pick the lambs to take to slaughter And hang their skins upon the trees outside my door I hang
Now fear me Now fear me
Waiting for dark in your rocking chair Grinding their bones as you sway to and fro My darling, scratch out your eyes and see naughtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
