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Now the time has come to introduce one of our egos that hides The real face of which we give each other only signs We're transformed as we want to be, An attractive killer calls it forth whom we're going to hate afterwards my blood is sparkling, in it common sense is drowning our nerves are itching we sractch them so that this distorted desire can show: this, we are also So here I am, this is my perversion I am my own creation My deranged mind infects my body I know it's forbidden but I let it be And returning back to this clean world, all the bits of my filthy-stinking body Smoke I breathe, poison I swallow Brides in the mud in their snowwhite dresses wallow Instead of the quiet sound of a flute A madman is playing the trumpet The time has come to introduce a real face which we hide We're transformed as we want to be, an attractive killer calls it forth Whom we're going to hate afterwards From Letras Mania