When Daddy Comes To Play - Tankard

Single room.

A steel door.

500 square feet — my whole world, which I really hate.

No natural light

A single pane of glass.

24-year prison almost made me mad.

Boil in anger or burn themselves shame?

I can barely make a decision

Evil has a face of love

Evil has no sense of mercy

Evil comes in the evenings.

I can not describe the horror that runs crawl on my back

When calling at the door before the opening of the door

When dad comes to play.

I can not deny the relief that covers my mind

When calling at the door before the opening of the door

When dad comes to play.

This — my life

You think it’s bad.

At least I had the chance to see how

My children are growing up.

No seed of love

But the seed of pain.

And until now, all of us — the creatures living in the worst contempt.

Boil in anger or burn themselves shame?

I can barely make a decision

Evil has a face of love

Evil has no sense of mercy

Evil comes in the evenings.

I can not describe the horror that runs crawl on my back

When calling at the door before the opening of the door

When dad comes to play.

I can not deny the relief that covers my mind

When calling at the door before the opening of the door

When dad comes to play.

Pope arrives, and we sing

He will bring some toys to play

Pope arrives, and we dance

And we obey his every word.

Pope arrives, and we sing

He will bring some toys to play with.

Pope arrives, and we dance

And we obey his every word.

Whose — then hit the outside

Whose — that the doors

Something broke inside

And there is something broke down earlier.

Whose — then hit the outside

Whose — that the doors

Something broke inside

And there is something broke down earlier.

Pope arrives, and we sing

It will bring …