Saturday, October 30, 2010

Petr

They named me Petr not Mark, Luke, or Paul
I still gots prophesies of things I'll do and done
I saved my Grandpapa from the Bedlam's gate
Sprung him from that trap, brung him home to teach me family ways

Now Grandfater welcome back to cloistered home
I got questions bout everything, then more questions on top of those
If you teach me love, teach me hate, teach me of Ahmen
Then Grandfater I will spring from your hand as planned

But then he changed my plan when he trapped me in my room
He locked the door real hard and said "don't you see the dangers true!"
I watched him tween the bars of my windowed room, tighten the cloister locks
We watchin each other both sayin, "now this is tough"

So I grabbed my Grandfater as he fed me in my room
I switched our roles, locked hard the door, said "Grandfater now I'll teach you"
Teach you love, teach you hate, reteach you all you know
And Grandfater I will teach you our new family laws

I have no other, no sister no brother
I have no other, no father no mother
I have no other, no sister no brother
I have no other, no father no mother
I have no other, no sister no brother
I have no other, no father no mother
I have no other, no sister no brother
I have no other, cause I ain't got brother

Well Grandfater now put your gun away, I'll put the Wulf in our cloister
Yous can keep each other company
The iron spikes that held me tight, the best traps on our ground
Of that you never took no note, but I'll bring that beast home to keep all down

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