Why more...
Can you tell me per favor?
I am not a connoisseur
Is not that the waited for
By the measures and scores?
Man ending in the store
Why you give an hour more?
Are we really to the fore?
We are bad to the core
We have made it all sore
We have shut all the doors
We have eaten all the boars
Herbivores and carnivores
We have nothing to amour
Can you just see the tore?
Stabbing bulls to the core
No mercy anymore
All pleased with the gores
We have taken all the floors
It is a pity for the lore
Since ever since a yore
Let me let me tell you more
Seven days seems a more
More pain more sores
More blood more wars
Onshore and offshore
Indoor and outdoor
We are bad to the core
Seven days seems a more
We have muffled all the pores
We have changed all the spores
We have nothing to adore
Only pets we restore
Each other we ignore
Each other no amour
I can tell you much more
I am hurt to the core
Seven days seven wars
Seven days seven hors
Don’t give a minute more