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take me back to 1922let echoes of the past bleed throughand find before your eyes an ashen scene unfolda young girl who's all alone, she cries racing down a darkened street by nightthe flicker of an old gas light, bells chimereminds her that the wasteland needs its fillfor now my beating heart be stillleave the flowers at the gatesif the rain fades your nameleave it to fate, to fatewake me for the mourningwake me for the mourningtake me back into that bloody hazewe'll set those lies ablaze, be kindlily's had an awfully torrid timeher head keeps a heart beat chimeby night it's louder than it ever was beforeand slowly it brings the dawnyou'll find nervous laughter lacing cheap refrainwhy would you ever call me sane?leave the flowers at the gatesif the rain fades your nameSongtexteleave it to fate, to fatewake me for the mourningwake me for the mourningas the mourners come they're hanging stale wreathsto make their peacebells chime, always they chimeam i still on your mind?leave the flowers at the gatesif the rain fades your nameleave it to fate, to fatewake me for the mourningwake me for the mourning Aus Songtexte Mania