Holy Wolf
Once a little lamb	A few minutes later	They traveld for month	The bones of the wolf
Went to the green	Little lamb arrived	For weeks and for days	Laid in the grass
Far away from the farm	And from a near bush came	Over hills and through forests	He was killed by the farmer
So it couldn´t be seen	A glimmering white	In hellish pace	By a shot in his ass
Mother sheep	Acharming voice said	On a sunny day	Little lamb went crasy
Told him so to do	Be my friend	They arrived on the green	And ran to the farm
She would go to the ram	We visit the wolf	Verry close to the farm	Where the farmer shot the lamb
And have some fun	Come take my hand	So they could easy be seen	Whis the in his arm
		Never listen to your friends
		Cause it could be your end
		And if you think that´s a lie
		Prepare to die...