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[Ezekiel 23:2-11] Hard to choose, to choose between them: Tramps on a night out, out of season Bare legs and arms at the taxi stand Shoes in hand, cold kerb to freeze on What desperation, what souls possessed With lonely demons are put to test? Why should we worry, why should we care That warrior horsemen shame, defile them? Why tip the cabbie, plus his fare? So send them home to stumble in And toss their knickers in the bin Repentance looms then mеlts away Mocked by dark unearthly silencе Replaced by incubus at play Bad sisters stare, graffiti walls Stare in return when weekend calls The empty bragging, the empty lives In anguish echo through empty malls What desperation, what souls possessed With lonely demons are put to test? SongtexteWhy should we worry, why should we care That warrior horsemen shame, defile them? The six-gun notches say it all It was hard to choose, to choose between them: Tramps on a night out, out of season Out of body and out of mind Out of dark and into reason Get them home to stumble in And toss their knickers in the bin Demons loom then melt away "Enough!" disrupts the earthly silence Guilty Eros had his day Hands two sad souls to Agápē Aus Songtexte Mania