(Stockmann/Schmitt)
I've
got a friend, I'd like to tell you
A
killing juice, a gracious water
H's
the water of life, drives on my soul
Hand
yourself over, but do it wise
Chorus:
The killing juice is coming back, you know it's coming back for you
H's
playing evil games with you, there's nothing left to do
You'll
never see the light of day, just trying to get on through
Patience
is the attitude to ease your troubled mood.
The
ice is singing, in my glass
It
shines like gold now, makes hours pass
Don't
you provoke it, this ghost of gold
You
don't respect it, your heart is sold.
Chorus
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