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In the heat of compositiona faded scarf cares for mea booming bell drags alongI hang on to a nailunfamiliar pools of glassI'm hung on the splintersof your backyard fence.My rationale is blackmy rationale is bluethe silver tongue has struck againmy rationale is black and blueMerry-go-round, merry-go-roundit's three past nine just outsidethe bedroom doormagnificent darkness blindsmy eyes againTwisted and tornlike all of your heartsI'm overwhelmed by insightSeven deadly sins toniteSeven deadly sins toniteTonite the sand and seaSongtexteno longer meeta bad good-bye should solve it allmolten melodythe solitude of art,the solitude of art and mindTwisted and torn likeall of your heartsI'm overwhelmed by insightSeven deadly sins toniteSeven deadly sins tonite Aus Songtexte Mania