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My body is my temple This light is my guide My soul try to handle This faith that's inside Your judgment is your pride Your impulse is your crime Your regret is your doom Your light is from the moon The sun doesn't shine in your way Your path is dark as you built it Everything you ask I do to please you Even now your game I play to sense you I can't figure what else I must do to have you I just feel that I'm not the one who feel you The one rule in your game is To make me fall in love with you But you open it and use it for other players But this rule, you created it, and you always win My game is weak The rule is simple I always seek SongtexteWhat others handle Battle the sick men Is my hidden burden Fight this weakness That others seek on me Seek the sick on me You pretend not to do it, But I harmed enough to know what you are Seek the sick on me Aus Songtexte Mania