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I was a witch in the time of DescartesA time of secrets andHiding my artFought for my soulBut they tried to tear it apartSaw the ashes of my friends floating by...floating by....floating byWho does she think she isLonely girl in a lonely worldWho does she thing she isLonely girl in a lonely worldI am a virgin, I am a whoreI am a saint and a sinner galoreI am the inventor of my own traditionI am the ruler of my intuitionI was a whore in the temple of Babylon artsI know the key and the form of your heartI know how to make you tremble and groanGot the power of the universe inside my ownWho does she think she isLonely girl in a lonely worldWho does she think she isLonely girl in a lonely worldSongtexteI am a virgin, I am a whoreI am a saint and a sinner galoreI am the inventor of my own traditionI am the ruler of my intuition Aus Songtexte Mania