Текст песни Voldemort - Cradle Of Filch

My, my, are we in trouble
Take one good look around
It will be your last
Your future’s in the past

My, my, are we in trouble
In the corridors at night
Try to run and detention doubles
Or torture, serves you right
Mrs. Norris, catch that pest
And I will do the rest

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A pity they let
The old punishment die
How much would I give
To hang you by your thumbs
The dungeons would echo
My laughter, your pain
God, how I miss all those tormented screams
I miss the screams

My, my, are we in trouble
Doesn’t matter who you are
I will make you bleed
Punishment you need

My, my, are we in trouble
Marauders, Potter, Weasley Twins
Mark my words, I make you crumble
Bring out the glowing pins
I demand retribution
Punishment is the solution

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