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This century came To wipe out all man To clear all diseases and enforce... Her own plastic fever What can you say when your mouth is filled with shit and your soul is enveloped with brands and tags? "Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we try one more powerful car?" Well What can you say When your eyes glare so bright to the sight of your soul enveloped And what can you say for your own defense When nothing will change from my birth to my death Man the last epidemic on earth In cycles and circles The ball will keep rolling Your heart keeps on beating for some reason Songtexte This century came To wipe out all man To clear all diseases and enforce... Her own plastic fever What can you say when your mouth is filled with shit and your soul is enveloped with brands and tags An empty pulse Not a trace of passion still goes unheard for the rest of the worms Aus Songtexte Mania