Why more...

Can you tell me per favor?

I am not a connoisseur

Is not that the waited for

By the measures and scores?

Man ending in the store

Why you give an hour more?

Are we really to the fore?

We are bad to the core

We have made it all sore

We have shut all the doors

We have eaten all the boars

Herbivores and carnivores

We have nothing to amour

Can you just see the tore?

Stabbing bulls to the core

No mercy anymore

All pleased with the gores

We have taken all the floors

It is a pity for the lore

Since ever since a yore

Let me let me tell you more

Seven days seems a more

More pain more sores

More blood more wars

Onshore and offshore

Indoor and outdoor

We are bad to the core

Seven days seems a more

We have muffled all the pores

We have changed all the spores

We have nothing to adore

Only pets we restore

Each other we ignore

Each other no amour

I can tell you much more

I am hurt to the core

Seven days seven wars

Seven days seven hors

Don’t give a minute more