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Nothing ever stops all these thoughts And the pain attached to them Sometimes I wonder why this is happening It’s

When I pretend everything is what I want it to be I look exactly like what you had always wanted

Das Schicksal hat mich angelacht und mir ein Geschenk gemacht Warf mich auf einen warmen Stern Der Haut so nah

Gimme fuel Gimme fire Gimme that which I desire Ooh Turn on I see red Adrenaline crash and crack my

Oh mother God we hold the sword in holy times We are the war, we never see the light The

Into the motherland the German army march In the Soviet Union Summer 1943 Tanks line up in thousands As far

We’ve been goin’, I’v never been at ease I met a gyspie girl and took her on the track The

Links — rechts — geradeaus Du kommst hier nicht mehr raus Links — rechts — geradeaus Du kommst hier nicht