Stefan The Vlach's Son

He was Stefan The Vlach's son

He was an evil man

And I waited a long time

Before I killed him

I gave him a second chance

I waited for him to change

To find God

And amend his ways

But he kept on snitching

And lying

And publishing books

Written by the devil's left hand

Time went by

The spring turned gray and old

But Stefan The Vlach's son

Kept on being cruel

Spitting venom, blood and lies

And ruining people's lives

So I lit a candle

And took matters into my hands

Called the carpenter

And an hour later I drove by

The stake was cross-shaped

Fit for a monster

So I rented a room by the embassy

With a small window

Aimed at the subway

And then he came

Stefan the vlach's son

Oh may the lord forgive me

Now he's gone