Letra de Mother superior

Here, sleep, at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road you´ll walk in this tale
Turned in as a coward you´ve learned
Through sickness and health, there´s only one
Now go and bite your tongue

You´ll just see the worst of me, with a hope they´ll understand
No, they know you´re just a boy, so grow up and be a man

Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost, let´s see... your life

You´ve got nothing to prove
Stay afraid young brother
You´ve got nothing to prove

Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies, won´t write you out of this one
Tonight... you´ll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bye
Oh young fools, don´t cry... anymore

A fear sleeps, inside your stomach... it swims
A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch
For too long, this little baby has cried on
For tomorrow we´ll sing the words and song
Of a time we´re glad is long gone

You´ll just see the worst of me, with a hope they´ll understand
No, they know you´re just a boy, so grow up and be a man

Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The cost, let´s see... your life

You´ve got nothing to prove
Stay afraid young brother
You´ve got nothing to prove

Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies, won´t write you out of this one
Tonight... you´ll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bye
Oh young fools, don´t cry... anymore

Mother superior
Come catch the rabbit he runs, my how´ve you grown?
You´re frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam
Go fetch your gun

Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel
Your sincerest apologies, won´t write you out of this one
Tonight... you´ll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bye
Oh young fools, don´t cry... not anymore

Don´t cry, boy, not anymore
Don´t cry, boy, not anymore
Don´t cry, boy.
When you´re sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife.

Don´t cry boy, not anymore
Don´t cry boy, not anymore
Don´t cry,boy.
When you´re sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife.