Frop - BLACKMAIL

The little help won’t hesitate

All the wishes the big one made

He contaminates

All he knows

The culprit lost his cryptic muse

Decided once but still in use

You’re here to choose

Where to go

I must admit that you confess

The cypher with the ocean bless

But I still not guess

What you know

And more than the Grey atmosphere

The little help affects in here

Without a fear

But he will grow

I’m entering where dragons spin

Confiscate the legal pin

Will you let me in

Please hold on grace

You’re asking me can you load my gun?

Without a thought your order is done

And then you shot the sun.