Who threw the best curse at your head, enticing you to be king
They were dressed in gold and purple and presented to everyone
When the evening came, the twilight could not be amused
Then they were tangled with bones and skins back in the bosom of the earth< br/>Poloin, poloin
In that city of merchants, Mercury is the god
Swinging trade in souls for the highest price
And some will kill their parents, others will their children
They accuse each other with the advice of the hair spex
And we are always here
Under the same eternal sky
Looking at our dead image
Iäti's eyes are sore Tonight
Do you want to hear the good or bad news first
Do you want to hear the good or bad news first
Do you want to hear the good or bad news first
Yes Scary braids, bronze hands
Eyes so full of terror, evil
That everyone who meets its gaze
Soon turns into their own image
Once upon a time the advice was given: if the wise man can't handle anything
To restrain the stupid, the greedy, no wise man can leave
We are always here
The same under the eternal sky
Looking at our dead image
From old man's eyes the night
Do you want to hear the good news first or the bad news
Do you want to hear the good news first or the bad news
Would you like to hear the good or bad news first

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