Watery rubber boots
On the field of moss
Inside the boots weary legs
Of the man I always meet
Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction
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Swamphell
Kill me, let me sink in your lap
Once was the air crystal clear
Secular joys were so near
Glory days have left behind
Swamplord calls now misty mind
Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction
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When there is nothing left on the surface
And the wind is blowing slow
Under the carpet of moss
Finally I meet my Swamplord
3. Principle Hero
See him on Tv-screen doing the rightest thing
Always being at the top of our blessed nation
With white smile in his face he lives on the fat of the land
And he makes you feel sarcastic
Feel him stuck in your brain and in your every move
He is showing you the way what to do
So raise your inner voice wipe the smile off his face
Let your feelings rise and decide
[Chorus:]
Principle Hero
Mindless Zero
Principle Hero
Mindless Zero
Principle Hero
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