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Teksty: Tankard. Thirst. When Daddy Comes To Play.

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One single room
One iron door
500 square feet are my whole world that I do abhor
No natural light
No window-pane
24 years of dungeon nearly drove my mind insane

Boil with rage or burn with shame?
I hardly can decide
The evil has a loving face
The evil has no sense of grace
Evil took my life away
Evil comes tonight

I cant describe the terror that creeps along my spine
A beep precedes the door's release
When Daddy comes to play
I can't deny the easing that raises up my mind
A beep precedes the door's release
When Daddy comes to play

This is my life
You think it's low
At least I had the chance to see some
Of my children grow
No seed of love
A seed of pain
But still we all are creatures living on his worst disdain

Boil with rage or burn with shame?
I hardly can decide
The evil has a loving face
The evil has no sense of grace
Evil took my life away
Evil comes tonight

I cant describe the terror that creeps along my spine
A beep precedes the door's release
When Daddy comes to play
I can't deny the easing that raises up my mind
A beep precedes the door's release
When Daddy comes to play

Daddy comes and we are singing
He will bring some toys to play
Daddy comes and we are dancing
To his words we will obey

Daddy comes and we are singing
He will bring some toys to play

Daddy comes and we are dancing
To his words we will obey
Someone's knocking outside
Somebody's at the door
Something's breaking inside
Some thing did break before

Someone's knocking outside
Somebody's at the door
Something's breaking inside
Some thing did break before

Daddy comes and we are singing
He will bring
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