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We joined this land, where they paint the ice To the new: we thrown saturn dice We dream in gold and simurg blue Créme de la Créme-it's to death Adieu now we're laying on new waves our guns have Lost thier victims' names Our concrete minds have turned to dust angelic police have killed our lust (Now we're laying on new waves our guns have lost thier victims' names our Concrete minds have turned to dust angelic police have killed our lust) Tidal overflow reads the sign the secret soul is all that shines We sing our praise in model tones and dorians mirror: We do not own (We're being lit by The shining one, out of ourselves to ourselves we've gone, we click the Heels of our glitter red shoes Créme de la Créme -- it's Songtexte To death adieu) (Instrumental)... Now we're laying... On new waves... Our guns have lost Thier victims names... Out of ourselves (4x) Out of ourselves (4x) Out of ourselves (4x) (Instrumental)... Aus Songtexte Mania