Blitzkrieg - Taking Care of Business | Текст песни

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• Blitzkrieg
• Taking Care of Business

Morpheus the Caretaker,
Keeper of the Keys,
Cleaner of the schoolyard,
All the children that he sees,
He gets the little schoolboys
With hatchet, blade and saw,
And cuts away their screams,
Until they scream no more,
Locks them in his cellar
And tears away their life,
Slices them to pieces
And cuts them with his knife.

He just can't take any more...
Caretaker - Heart Breaker!
Caretaker - Death Maker!
Taking Care of Business

Wickedness and hatefulness,
We're all his childhood dreams.
He searches for his Mother
And a home he'd never seen,
A chainsaw is his best friend
A knife is by his side.
He'd become a weapon
Where no young child could hide.
He's seeing them in nightmares
They're torturing his brain.
The dreaming of their dying cries
Was driving him insane.

He just can't take any more...
Caretaker - Heart Breaker!
Caretaker - Death Maker!
Taking Care of Business

His mind is going crazy,
It won't let these vision loose.
They found him in the basement,
Hanging from a noose.
They said that he was buried,
They said that he was gone.
There's children going missing,
Something's going wrong.
They found a hand, an arm
A leg left lying in a field.
Dug up his last resting place
And found his tomb unsealed.

He's coming back for more...
Caretaker - Heart Breaker!
Caretaker - Death Maker!
Taking Care of Business