Swamphell

Watery rubber boots On the field of moss Inside the boots weary legs Of the man I always meet Swamp full of mist Icy embrace Nothing left of Sense of direction [Chorus:] Swamphell Kill me, let me sink in your lap Once was the air crystal clear Secular joys were so near Glory days have left behind Swamplord calls now misty mind Swamp full of mist Icy embrace Nothing left of Sense of direction [Chorus:] When there is nothing left on the surface And the wind is blowing slow Under the carpet of moss Finally I meet my Swamplord 3. Principle Hero See him on Tv-screen doing the rightest thing Always being at the top of our blessed nation With white smile in his face he lives on the fat of the land And he makes you feel sarcastic Feel him stuck in your brain and in your every move He is showing you the way what to do So raise your inner voice wipe the smile off his face Let your feelings rise and decide [Chorus:] Principle Hero Mindless Zero Principle Hero Mindless Zero Principle Hero [Chorus:]