Hanzel Und Gretyl
Once upon a time
In a path of bread crumbs
Two children lost their way back, he was devoured by the mother
For greed chasing the luxury enough to confine them in a mourning
At the end of the grove the moon lit a house looking perfect
A black cat was guarding the roof and the evil laughter could be heard out of the fireplace
A rifle shot tear apart the heart of the witch and put an end to its black mass
So beautiful, So bastard, was destroyed by his own anger
Autor(es): Manuel Curti
