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Atalanta, golden orbs adorn youthe games you play with game you chaseborn suckled by the slaughterAtalanta, the butcher's bow has warned youthe hunt is doomed, the bears have groomedthe lion's cursed daughteryour star lies in the deep river ever cloudedwormwood grows where love once flowedthe flock drowned in the waterAtalanta, lips sealed fast with honeyback to the sane in all but namemust always be apart Aus Songtexte Mania