Radio Warszawa - Death of a Banker Lyrics

Slipping down from an harmless chair
Cold shivering knees
Slowly wispering an evening prayer
To the God of the weak
I've been haunted for all my life
For what I've done I'll soon be gifted with a well sharped knife

So the door opens and I face Death embodied in a desperate man
He points his Walther and says: "you'll soon be rotting in the garbage can"

Could have had everything, could have had it all
But greed has grown up inside of me 'til it filled every hole
I've been haunted for all my life
I hear a sudden shout: "You strangler! Your time has come tonight"

So the door opens and I face Death embodied in a desperate man
He points his Walther and says: "you'll soon be rotting in the garbage can"

"If you were me, then You would have known how it feels
Drown my children, then killed my woman
Too much anger, too much shame rained on me, now you go keep'em company!"