Dooms Night - Azzido Da Bass, Stevo Wilcken, Timo Maas

Naviru suze, al' jak sam, majko, kao otac

Neću plakat' noćaš, noćaš moram pravit' novac

Suze tvoje majke, noćaš idu na moj obraz

Sjetim je na tebe, svaka njena riječ je poraz

Vidim tebe kad se gledam u ogledalu

I nekad stid me, brate, ne mogu da gledam nju

Da bar te oči vide, toliko te trebam tu

I ove pičke gdje su, sad' kada nam trebaju?

Bos hodam trnjem, o klin kačim teret sa tugom

U vrtu ruže crne, moj horor ne veži s' glumom

K’o hrtu zec, novac bježi, trčim, režim na ulov

Jer novac vrti gdje burgija neće

I onda mi kažu: «Sreća nije para puna vreća»

Al' u nesreći je bez tih, nesreća još veća

Nekad bitka je preća, nego cijeli rat

Nekad armija nije što je jedan brat ('Ajmo)

Ubija me, bol se prolama, o mama

Okovan bolom, moram poć'

Ubi'će me ovo zlo, mama

Samo Bog zna da li ću kući noćaš doć'

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Dom, dom, dom, dom

Sve je manja i veća, sve mi je rulet i bankrot

Krećem drumom, gdje jecaj odzvanja okovan paklom

S' bakljom na ledu tankom, tražim svjetlo pod mrakom

Korak po korak, gorak k’o crna zemlja nad rakom

Do sad nisam znao, šta je to na koljenima klečati

I molit' Boga za oprost, dok nož mi probija leđa

K’o da svaka riječ vrijeđa, nesreća probija pleća

Mećava emocija, al' nijedna neće bit' sreća

Moja braća su bačena, kavez uzima danak

Režu oštrice plača, k’o stare žice gitara

Stežu, piše mi priče k’o zadnji dim od cigara

Da bolje biće, i ciganu dam da čita mi s' dlana (o, mama)

'Mjesto dobar, žele mi da budem vrag

Al' karma je kučka stara, vrati se k’o bumerang

Mjesto toga, ja biram da budem drag

Umjesto prljavog kaveza, biram svoj kućni prag ('Ajmo)

Ubija me, bol se prolama, o mama

Okovan bolom, moram poć'

Ubi'će me ovo zlo, mama

Samo Bog zna da li ću kući noćaš doć'

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Dom, dom, dom, dom

Ubija me, bol se prolama, o mama

Okovan bolom, moram poć'

Ubi'će me ovo zlo, mama

Samo Bog zna da li ću kući noćaš doć'

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

U snu ti ime zovem, dok vuku me na dno

Ne dam da me slome, ali boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Boli prazan dom

Dom, dom, dom, dom

Tears well up, but I'm strong, mother, like a father

I won't cry 'tonight, I have to make money tonight

Your mother's tears are on my cheek tonight

I remind her of you, her every word is defeat

I see you when I look in the mirror

And sometimes I'm ashamed, brother, I can't watch her

If only my eyes could see you, I need you here so much

And where are these pussies, now when do we need them?

I walk barefoot with thorns, I lift a load of sorrow on a peg

In the garden of the black rose, my horror is not connected with acting

Like a greyhound rabbit, money runs away, I run, catch regime

Because money spins where the drill won't

And then they tell me, "Happiness is not a bag full of money."

But in an accident, without those, the accident is even greater

Sometimes the battle is faster than the whole war

Sometimes the army is not like one brother ('Let's go)

It kills me, the pain breaks, oh mom

Chained by pain, I have to go

This evil is going to kill me, Mom

Only God knows if I'll come home tonight.

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

Home, home, home, home

It's getting smaller and bigger, I'm getting roulette and bankrupt

I take the road, where a sob echoes chained to hell

With a torch on thin ice, I look for light in the dark

Step by step, bitter as black earth over cancer

Until now, I didn't know what it was like to kneel

And I pray to God for forgiveness, while the knife pierces my back

As if every word offends, misfortune breaks the shoulder

Blizzard of emotions, but none will be happiness

My brothers are thrown away, the cage takes its toll

They cut the blades of tears, like old guitar strings

Squeeze, he writes me stories like the last cigarette smoke

Yes, it will be better, and I will let the gypsy read from my palm (oh, mom)

'Place good, they want me to be the devil

But karma is an old bitch, come back like a boomerang

Instead, I choose to be nice

Instead of a dirty cage, I choose my doorstep ('Let's go')

It kills me, the pain breaks, oh mom

Chained by pain, I have to go

This evil is going to kill me, Mom

Only God knows if I'll come home tonight.

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

Home, home, home, home

It kills me, the pain breaks, oh mom

Chained by pain, I have to go

This evil is going to kill me, Mom

Only God knows if I'll come home tonight.

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

In a dream I call your name, while they drag me to the bottom

I won't let them break me, but an empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

An empty home hurts

Home, home, home, home