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We suffer strongly but I know why

I know why we suffer for the truth while others lie

Maybe we suffer now but we'll never get old

And we won't sell at any price what they have sold

Higher walk

Further fall

For whom the bell should toll

Their sun will rise no more

For mankind is like a whore

Baby, repay the pain to the master

Now God's garden’s burning faster

In such sickness and such health

We’ll have our own wealth

We suffer strongly ...

I dream of my mother

I bring the flowers for my brother

And no one will know my power

I should leave this fuckin' tower

Baby, call the magic one

Who is known as our son

He'll be called the soothsayer

He'll be called the sorcerer

The dead are looking at you

So never get old