Morocco
Tobias Lilja
Soon we will depart, soon we will depart
We are bound for Morocco
And this time we are coming for you
And we pray that you will let us in eventually
We will help you empty your drinks
We will share a cigarette
And you will decide to come back with us
Maybe
We can go back and visit some friends
The head of Death and Sickly Child
Would you like that, Sebastian?
Would you like that, Sebastian?
So empty your drink and finish your smoke
And come back with us
Come back, come back, come back
Come back to me
Comе back to me
Come back to me
Comе back to me