Songtext:
Lazy flies, all hovering above Klebefolie für die Wand The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled There must be some blueprint, some creed of the Devil Bonn Screendesign Inscribed in our minds
A hideous game vanishes in thin air zürich tourismus The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there To sweep the debris, to harness dead horses Ride in the sun, a life of confessions Rechtsanwälte Bad Homburg Written in the dust
Out in the mangroves, the mynah birds cry Denkmalimmobilien In the shadows of sulfur, the trawlers drift by They're chewing dried meat in a house of disrepute The dust of opiates and syphilis patients Steuerberatung Rödermark On brochure vacations
Fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights Vitalpilze Puritans stare, their souls are fluorescent The skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure Matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor Immobilien Their hand-grenade eyes, invalid and blind
A hideous game vanishes in thin air Denkmalgeschützte Immobilien The vanity of slaves, who wants to be there To sweep the debris, to harness dead horses Ride in the sun, a life of confessions Denkmalgeschützte Immobilien Written in the dust
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