Stockholm Syndrome

Stockholm Syndrome

Stockholm Syndrome

So, now it's the time

Czar Bastard has come

World leaders run a zeal

In the try humor him

When one room takes fire

You can easily lock the door

That seems well. Close your eyes

And the smoke will not spread more

Hey, Sirdars, what do you feel

Speed to sign a shameful deal

Nobody wanna fight

Nobody wanna die

Stockholm Syndrome

Stockholm Syndrome