Poker — Ongkara

With the guards at the gates and the dogs chained to the wall our barn makes the place a secure stronghold go get the fire sticks in hands and a couple of armed men we'll set peace in our lands and the poverty that they belong to

they got to check and chill

is the mass poison sweet? compliments for the chef the feast is held for the elite and everybody else is sucking on them

but if you dare to walk a while aside you'll see the greatest fire in your life

feel free to walk along on all fours