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He will leave through the door in which he came Head bowed in shame, he gets the blame Through the fight for his innocence was strong His unsung song was sung so wrong Ans so he hides, in the heart of the city Staring out the open window, he just cries As days pass by, he's not eager to greet them But his hope's the only tonic that still drives... The days are lonely and the nights are desolate Hanging out upon the wire Aiming to escape from this pretend Babylon But it's much too late, another life he must create He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied Living alone with his bottle and his doom In the abyss of eternal desire Traveled down the roads, signaled 'danger up ahead' They lead hum right into disaster How the mortal soul isn't going anywhere Cut he's much too late, and now oblivion is all that awaits He's just alone in the dark SongtexteLife is drifting on and on Pieces are scattered everywhere There's no absolution Yes he's much too late, like every man he must bear his own fate He will leave through the door in which he came And so he hides, in the heart of the city Standing out the open window, he just cries Aus Songtexte Mania