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Let the dead bury their own dead Will you still love me in famine As when love began at the harvest Or would you gain the whole world Son, I love you at your darkest But what good is the whole world When I promise no tomorrow I only promise your tomorrows Will never take you past my palm Love, what is love without trust At my word would you bring your isaac Son, I loved you at your darkest Aus Songtexte Mania