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We touched the walls of the city streets andDead ends plain, sadly showed us our waysOf never asking whyCast down it was heaven sent and To the church, no intent to repent on my kneesJust to cryUntil you travel to that place you can't come backWhere the last painting's gone and all that's left is blackGrey nights he's coming to me andSome day they'll punish my deeds and they'll find All the crimesBut then they ask when they gonna see themThen they gonna ask to feel the ghosts, the walls, the dreamsWe'll I've got mineAt last those coming came and they never looked backWith blinding stars in their eyes but all they saw was blackFooled them hoping to seem Like a slave of evil but the product of greed andIt's not a mass so be honest with meWe can't afford to ignore that I'm the diseaseSongtextePractical since we had to be andWhen they were old they came back to me and they triedOh they triedAnd when you follow through and wind up on your backLooking up at those stars in the sky those white clouds have turned it black Aus Songtexte Mania