Long beard and red coat, it´s here again
The rewarder of the superficial
The bringer of jealousy and inequality
An icon of wealth at the expence of the poor

I bring you presents, wrapped in bright colours
I carry unfulfilled expectations, the lack of quality
I turn your fortune into lies,
everything you own into merciless ties
You shall fall under the weight of tradition
- your own fault!

As long as you can´t break the chains you forged,
you cannot live free without being torched...

Before me you must bow
For I am the father of presents and bribes
Worship me...why stop now that you receive all this...?

As long as you can´t break what´s there
it will narrow your chances in here
for the game you play cannot last longer
to wipe you away only makes me stronger
Drawing nearer, the final hour
calling forces to devour.

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