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When you paint this town red, why not do it from your veinsLet torrential tears of silver salt wash away the stainsBe not concerned with petty things like pain or shame or fearLet these gutters swallow secrets your simple self held dearFree the buried stonesWhen the last call has bled you thinrest on the shoulders of every sinRemember there's no endeavor worth all the worry of the dour mindWhen you yearn to switch the light to dimThis known condition will not detain youFrom the sunrise of each day of blameFrom the sunset and each night in vain, each night insaneWhy Conquer? Why Solve? Why conquer what cannot evolveIf you pick apart the one who bellows fire under everyoneTime will not heal the hearts of the dumbWhen you paint this town red, why not do it from your veins Aus Songtexte Mania