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Feel the bends Charge the lends Of doomsday tension I feel the end is nigh When we're sleeping When we're dreaming I pick the bones clean with the night I pick the bones clean with the night Death reflects us in it's mirror Reaching out to us And we're teansformed into burning stars Death reflects us in it's mirror Lights the private dark Breaking through mind and skull Feel the strains See the stains Of ruination I feel the end is nigh When we're sleeping When we're dreaming I pick the bones clean with the night I pick the bones clean with the night Aus Songtexte Mania