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One can learn much from the mistakes made of genius while another one can’t stand the truth at all one can learn to plunge the madness into ruin while another one hopes in cyclic rise and fall in a world where marionettes can learn to pull strings against their fate they build up giant walls good gods, good kings, good popes, good patriots and statesmen damn the world for standing up... and the passion hangs with one hand on the trapeze we can’t remenber who we are caught in a lie that we are made of one-piece we think...we are...we are... one can’t leave the world without a certain chaos while another ones makes no trouble when they die one can learn by chance that nothing lasts forever while another one’s chance has to be redeﬁned in a world where marionettes can learn to pull strings where the reputed player’s treated as the ball good gods, good kings, good popes, good patriots and statesmen damn the world for standing up... (Dank an Nati und Thomas für den Text) From Letras Mania