(Stockmann/Schmitt)
Take
a look outside my car, I feel the trace of death
The
streets the roads are lying still in heavy devil's breath
I
don't now what's inside my mind I've never seen before
An old
story burned my brain I still try to ignore
Chorus:
Better
run away when he comes around, but there is no way for you to hide
No
change for a strike madness in his eyes, no way of getting out of sight
Twenty
years he did his bloody work without a sense
Under
the mask inside his eyes you see a blazing glance
I
never tried to stop him without paying a piece of soul
His
knife it cut my bleeding heart; just trying to reach my goal
Chorus
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Solo
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