Oh, those days, oh those days won’t come back
‘Cause your mother’s tounge’s around your neck
It chokes you dear, it softly chokes you
And it shows you the wrong viewShe poured her black spirit in your ears
Her poisonous words darkened your mind
I'm not like your father, I'm not a beast
Darling, you can’t be so blindAnd now, I can see why you flee
But it isn’t me, the enemy
I’ll scream until time grows a thick bark on my soul
Who could give us back the love that your mother once stoleWhat should I do with my growing rage
My wrath’s swelling since our love is gone
And you did not only loose who I am now
But also who I will becomeBut it isn’t me, the enemy
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