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I walk in shadows and darkness I feel the fill of the sand My words are calloused and poisoned Easy work, the more idle the hand Cover my tracks to the pulpit The back alley's my arms My veins are thinning and poisoned Lying tongues in mouths of snakes, guile charm I feel the fill of the sand I feel the fill of the sin I feel the fill of the sand I feel the fill Breathe addiction and darkness I feel the smoke in my lungs My lips spit venom and poison All lies except when speaking of love Cover my ears to the ringing To the memories and pain Her voice like the singing of sirens Drown myself among the rocks and the waves I feel the fill of the sand SongtexteMy veins, the touch of her hand I feel the fill of the sin The ash, the touch of her hand I feel the fill of the sand My veins, the touch of her hands I feel the fill of the sin I feel the fill In my hour of darkness I feel the feel of the sin My wounds are calloused and poisoned Easy work, the more idle the hand Cover my tracks pulpit The back alley's my arms My veins are thinning in poison Lying tongues in mouths of snakes, guile charm I feel the fill of the sand I Pray to dirt, folded hands I feel the fill of the sin My veins, the touch of her hands Aus Songtexte Mania