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Time bent out of shape A swirl in the waters of Lethe Time stretched impossibly thin Webs beneath the laughter Silence for the master Time striking poses at life A prancing and prideful accountant Time dragging cold feet behind Webs beneath the laughter Breathe the sticky sweet (It is the way, it is the way, the only way) Never-ending rooms where nothing seems to move Breathe the sticky sweet (It is the way, it is the way, the only way) Liquid clinging hours neatly stowed away Just endless choking time tracing patterns in the dust Time waiting only to pass at a glance So hungry to find and devour us Time smirks and gloats at our backs, eating all our hope away Time, time, time Time stretched unbearably thin Webs and woe and laughter Silence for the master Aus Songtexte Mania