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For foodthey gave mesome poisonous plantsfor my thirstvinegarit became their traphate and pridehave become the snareHaughty ones will remain so blindwon't taste the fruit from the tree of lifeburning anger from the skywoe to all haughty mindsFor foodthey gave mesome poisonous plantsfor my thirstvinegarit became their trapwickednesshas become their snareHaughty ones won't remain so proudfear will devour stone cold heartsburning anger from the skywoe to all haughty minds Aus Songtexte Mania