They called me the Leather ApronThey called me Smiling JackThey prayed to the heavens aboveThat I would never ever come backCan you hear how the children weep?Chills of fear like a sawblade cutting deep! (rock)
nie s 1 frta izmislihme 1 dr :D PRESLAVA - BOBIma li v menut0 wi b0b s kuftetaDw0in0 mi daite za neg0wa smetkawSi4k0 p0har4ih ne znaeh cenatane be6e beZplatna d0ri i w0data..... ei sq pi6a 2ra 4ast nqma mqsto
