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Hush, little one, I’m gonna tell you a story…

In our times happy endings decline

Wolves are real, they sit in red velvet

The priest is a sinner, he fucks the server

Be careful with daddy, he spies when you´re naked

The business man will make you work ‘til down

they say you should thank him for having a job

Police are all bastards if you have no gold

Better carry a knife when you walk alone

Hush, little one, but don’t let your guard down

I wish I could tell you a beautiful tale

If they put their hands upon you cut them off

Better in jail than dead on a grave

Hush, little one, but don’t let your guard down

I wish I could tell you a beautiful tale

If they put their hands upon you cut them off

Better in jail than dead on a grave

Never be meek

Never be quiet

You owe them nothing

Hush, little one don’t let your guard down

Don´t let the monsters catch your flesh

You´ll hear fucking old ones call you depraved

Nasty vicious fag, such a lack of firm hand

Assassins and thieves are now honourable men

And you’re a criminal who dared to object

Hush, little one, but don’t let your guard down

I wish I could tell you a beautiful tale

If they put their hands upon you cut them off

Better in jail than dead on a grave

Hush, little one, but don’t let your guard down

I wish I could tell you a beautiful tale

If they put their hands upon you cut them off

Better in jail than dead on a grave

Hush, little one

Don´t let the monsters catch your flesh

Keep running ‘til the day

we bury them in flames

Keep running ‘til the day

We´ll bury them all in flames

I promise you today we’ll bury them all in flames