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Impressions of a suffering ego Bonded by this torture Forced to be a traitor Your side once was my home but now i've killed the poison Now i've killed the poison Something in me whispered And now it screams Why? Why do people leave? Something in me whispered And now it screams Why? Why do people change? The hunting season is open I swear that i'll catch An honest and true friend The hunting season's open I hope that i will find... An honest and true friend. Aus Songtexte Mania