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Harkening the smoke and the rent earth roaring Splitting apogee of the gong of warning Crumbling the spires that you thought you knew so well Dust in the eyes of the frozen rabble They would like to be very righteous rulers But don't hold your breath for a truthful leader Likely have a doyen that you thought you knew so well Twitching at the curtain in a beggarly motel And in the night time, you can hear them coming Banging on their shields and they're shouting something Likely have protection that you thought you knew so well Happy swinging truncheons at the ringing of a bell Aus Songtexte Mania