| Kreischende, Stimmen.
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| Schmerzen deine Worte, sind.
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| Dein Blick, verhüllt.
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| Kein Licht in deine Seele, dringt.
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| You only think black or white,
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| you don’t realize my soul, this night.
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| Your heart is cold like a stone, on ice,
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| please touch my soul, one time.
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| Arme und Beine,
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| vom Tod erfüllt.
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| Dein Blick, verhüllt.
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| Kein Laut aus deinem Munde dringt.
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| You only think black or white,
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| you don’t realize my soul, this night.
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| Your heart is cold like a stone, on ice,
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| please hurt my soul, one time.
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| You only think black or white,
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| you don’t realize my soul, this night.
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| Your heart is cold like a stone, on ice,
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| please touch my soul, one time. |