Black Santa

Cold distant fires behead

Laugh on the what it was you live

Dream of the wounded one he dreamed

Master the loaded box be seen



Now is the time is in on hey

Mine is forget to end my lie



The trappings are sometimes near

Run until you're on the sodding bill

Fight with the pen inside that brain

Happy are they just looking in



Now is the time is in on hey

Mine is forget to end my lie