The nightmare of a father, to outlive his daughter.
The dread of a mother, to bury her son.

When the ****** war comes, and heroes wear holes.
When the plague comes, and babies don't cry.
When the reaper comes, and the young ones rust.
That's when we declare war on the army of bugs.



I heard a father, he screamed in pain.
But it was not flesh's agony.
He swore, his heart was dying.
And he grabbed onto me

"I've done it, I've won, I've outlasted my son.
I'm not a father, I'm just a winner.
I have no son, he was my only one.
Tell the devil I've won, and I'm nothing without my son."

So what happened dear father?
Why did he meet the reaper?
What happened poor winner?
What did he eat for dinner?


"First it was flies, then he survived.
Then it was a hornet, and he fought past it.
But he swallowed a wasp, and now his body rots.”

It stung, and it stung, and it stung.



I saw a father, he cried next to me.
But it was not heart's agony.
He swore, it was time for dying.
And he grabbed onto me,

"I've done it, I've won, I've outlasted my son.
I'm not a father, I'm just a winner.
I have no son, he was my only one.
Tell the devil I've won, And I'm nothing without my son."

Father, what do you plan to do?
You know this is cruel of you.
I know what it stole from you.
But you shouldn't do it too.

"Trust me, I wouldn't break the law.
But you can't arrest a wasp.
It's an insect's life or mine.”

It stung, and it stung, and it stung.



Whether they are flies, Drowning weak cries.
Whether they are beetles, shooting from rifles.
They can be a wasp, and never get caught.
They can even be a butterfly, accidentally children die.


A winner cried in my arms.
I felt a father falling apart.
He couldn't ****, not even the wasp.
But still, the reaper appeared.

"Come and take me, drag me away.
Tell my son, he needn't wait.
I won't join him in heaven.
But tell my boy, that I do love him."

The reaper took the winner's hand.
My arms held the empty shell of a man.
With a knife in his hands, the winner became a wasp.

He stung, and he stung, and he stung.