| Everywhere the bright shine of endless mirrors
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| Cold steel - you found what you were looking for
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| Here in ghostly dreams dreams come to life
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| Here in the headlights-eyes you are reflected The prickly glances of invisible eyes
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| Brick walls of meaningless phrases
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| You are locked in yourself, thoughts are compressed into a ball
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| In the faceless crowd you are all alone
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| Fear in the doorways, pain on the screens
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| The city blindly plays the last role
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| Somewhere in the dark courtyards trouble lurks
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| The wires hum with tense alarm
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| Hot engine, gasoline in tanks
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| Breathes in the face the warm air of cars
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| Oil boils, liquid mixture pours
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| BACK!!! |
| Tractors will be here soon!
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| TRACTOR!
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| TRACTOR!
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| The tractor roars, the wheel breaks the ground
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| People run into fragments of dreams
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| The tractor carries adhering fear on its wheels
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| A twisted world!
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| A tear freezes on the window glass
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| At night, a thunderstorm blazes in the sky again
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| Again the morning wind covers the tracks
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| Reflection of a new day in puddles of clear water
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| but the tractor will be here soon
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| tractor will be here soon
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| but the tractor will be here soon
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| BACK!!! |
| Tractors will be here soon!
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| TRACTOR!
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| TRACTOR!
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| The tractor roars, the wheel breaks the ground
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| People run into fragments of dreams
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| The tractor carries adhering fear on its wheels
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| A twisted world!
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| Push it, push it, push it, push that dirt!
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| Push, push, push, push this pain!
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| Kill, kill, kill, kill this scum!
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| Just don't leave traces behind you |