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Plastic leaders seem like insects, tortured cities lost beyondPleasure films of landscape, dirt on royal gownsThe man said to cop, "Religion, all I want is peace"He said, "This was the land of freedom but it's not for free"But I found the answersBut I found the answersYeah, to the problems they're in my headMan destroy the systemHeavy metal fire fading, lost again until the dawnPsychedelic friction healing statues carved from GodsSearching for our true believers, please count me as oneBut you know I can't be your savior 'cause I need my ownBut I found the answersBut I found the answersYeah, to the problems they're in my headMan kill the administrationHeavy metal fire fading, lost again until the dawnLittle sister, she's been saying plastic prayers to GodHeavy metal fire fading, lost again until the dawnLittle sister, she's been saying plastic prayers to GodFind the answers, yeah, to your problemsSongtexteFind the answers, yeah, to your problemsI've laid down Lord, I've laid down, LordVisualizing a cool breeze demolitionAnd sacred fevers on rivers weeping insanityBuilders of cities, destroyers of worldsKings of extinction, I am no longer yours Aus Songtexte Mania