An Interpretation of Brom's novel Krampus
I am alone since more than 500 years/chained in this dark cave/The taste of your name, on the tongue is against me/Your name has become my curse/my blasphemous Mantra/This name is a lie, just like your twisted You/So many lies, that you have forgotten the truth/You forgot, who you are
I will always be there and remind you, that you’re not a saint/ Your real name I will not say/Not as long as I in this hole, rotten to myself
Madness…
Your name comes out of my mouth, if I can see/as the wolfes Sol and Mani chase across the sky/Two weeks it took, until the magic broken/(I)break up your chains/and the wind of freedom will lead me to you/You sang your last „HO,HO“/I’m about to get on the way to your head
Santa Claus my old friend/You are a thief/An enemy and a liar/But is the worst, that you all which I once stood, has despised with scorn
Santa Claus/Sinterklaas/Weihnachtsmann/Liar