Floccinaucinihilipilification (Bor)

After you have had a God you got an angel
Such a gift, but rised below, now he's a stranger
Pose in sight, he feels pain and holds temptations
Floccinaucinihilipilification

I do know that I'm not the best
But why you had to burn my nest?

You think that I'm wrong
And I know that you don't
We both know that I wouldn't be a loss
I won't get along
With the self of your son
You had your chance to find the lost cause

Here's your boy with no haircut, he's not a nordic
Sit him down, force him to be the best neurotic
He decided not to come from your same nation
Floccinaucinihilipilification

You've lost 'cause I've tried my worst
I live 'cause I've earnt my curse

You think it's a song
But it's what should be done
I try to speak, but you're trying to sleep
I think I'm your tool
But I'm not that useful
Don't dare to shear the blackest sheep

Madlame