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Thirteen like a hex in the winter night, Black clouds on me. Fifty two hard scales on a serpent's back, Goddamn them all! Bad vibes thrown around like a hurricane To break down the skeptic in my head And I thought I was the last one believing in this. Superstition or alchemy Thirty three in the thirteenth year. Superstition or alchemy Arsenic in the year of the snake. Thirteen like a hex in the summer sky, Black clouds on you. Twelve long sharp teeth in a serpent's mouth, Goddamn them all! Bad luck chained to you like a prison weight To break down the skeptic in my head And I thought I was the last one believing in this. Superstition or alchemy Thirty three in the thirteenth year. Superstition or alchemy Arsenic in the year of the snake. SongtexteSuperstition or alchemy Rhetoric, perfectly clear. Superstition making sense to me Too many friends died this year! Whatever you believe in Three hundred and sixty five days It was never ending For you, for me. And I'm normally the positive one Three hundred and sixty five days It was never ending, Thirteen, thirteen. Superstition or alchemy Arsenic in the year of the snake. Superstition making sense to me Too many friends died this year! Aus Songtexte Mania