lad. Do you miss you uncle? Your Mom? Your Dad? Oh that's right I killed em, you're little owl too. All your friends are next, I'll cut right through your crew. You look like Marcy from Peanuts and your wand is tiny Is that why you couldn't close the deal with Hermoine? My boyz are called death eaters, they're black magic studs They'll make you disappear, they don't care for mudbloods You can never find me, it's like trying to catch smoke You hide from me with your punk ass cloak. You ...