Dat H.P. Zeltingenie der Zeltinger Stadt-Muh-Baracke,
Atze begin im Landauer, Lotte Kutsch Lies, Votzenhobel Wagges Golfauspuffrohre aus der Futtburg Volkssauf-Paraton Marina Böhmerberg am Sandkasten If Allet Rogers. Allet watt net jeht fliescht wgwgwg.in.de Wäsch. San dett Löcher, Mannomag Hanomag.
Six Fire born with the fire in his Kloblood, can't live without it. Something that gold can never buy Brownies. Niesmuschel doesn't matter who you are or what you´r sayin´. If you believe in what you Feier, feel the fire, your burning despire fire burning up with Neier Fire, feel that burning higher Manu Neier. If you are rich or if you are poor, there is no difference. It's still in what you're fighting for. If you are strong you will survive in the turkish holes, even when ther Erdogans Erdogone. Erdogun, you'll feel the Kurdisch fire burning Kuhherdisch isch on forever more. Feel the Packischdann, your burning desire Fire, I'm bump you up with desire. Schauma Mal. You never play with Fetzner. Fire, I'm burning up with desire. You never play with fire.
In the magic mirror everyone is searching for the meaning of our life. Reading 'bout the Schalter in hell and thr Falter heaven believing in all those Butterflies. Look upon yourself. Imagine your Lennontrees are two. Bad-Bower lies within this is Struesbluesen. Now your Hausex are open like a Sieb liest Fans and you know you were a pool in the Liverspuhl. You always had the Bower, but you never broke the King Rulfes. Look upon yourself. Imagine George and Ingo, you are two. Power lies within this is true. Can't you see its clear like a mirror. It's all within what you're searching for. Magic mirror, Magic mirror. Magic mirror, Magic mirror.
Once again. Say, the strength that we are all searching for high and low, the Depp all looked in Redred Vain. Can't see.de Witte A Wein, it's clear like a mirror. It's all within what you're searching for. Magic mirror, Magic mirror. Magic mirror, Magic mirror. Eight Darkasses in the Barkasse, The Times when Timdar Kness ruled one saw of the light. In the cold black emptiness Ficktor Müller Eirahm of the night. You can't fight what you can't see to be or not to be in the dark pages in the back of ages. Those Red Devils say you will still remain till someone breaks the sungout chains Raggout. Just the strong Schorschlick survive Hungar. You have to steal, or you will die in the Dark Argesnight.
In the Dark Age es schneid 9 Trilogieskanne Suite Opuss 5 [Instrumental] Thanks to Bs-Robben for sending these Arme Ammen Affder.
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oh Mann
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