Where a night what i want?
I look bad by the front.
Sabbath has a triumph
When i'm being in my doom.
You are queen of my heart!
I have two yellow cards!
I have torn my own mouth
From a north to south.
I would pride by that wound
If i would not be tired.
I would play on a strings
And i would be the king.
I have not any words,
I have eaten a big toads.
You heard last will of mine
I have even some shine.