Stefan The Vlach's Son

He was Stefan The Vlach's son
He was an evil man
And I waited a long time
Before I killed him
I gave him a second chance
I waited for him to change
To find God
And amend his ways
But he kept on snitching
And lying
And publishing books
Written by the devil's left hand

Time went by
The spring turned gray and old
But Stefan The Vlach's son
Kept on being cruel
Spitting venom, blood and lies
And ruining people's lives
So I lit a candle
And took matters into my hands

Called the carpenter
And an hour later I drove by
The stake was cross-shaped
Fit for a monster
So I rented a room by the embassy
With a small window
Aimed at the subway

And then he came
Stefan the vlach's son
Oh may the lord forgive me
Now he's gone