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I was standing there in nomans land In the dark dark night, I couldn´t see my hand I was searching for some light so I could see The rain was hard, the wind was cold My feet were wet and I stood there on my own But I can´t stand it any more Open the windows, open teh doors I´ve got an idea in my head Is this the town of the living dead They build it up with the force of hate If you don´t look out it will be to late And you´re in their private army of their cause You can close your eyes but it won´t go away I can´t place the face but I can place the words they say All the same Transform the crowd, make them dance The same old music puts them in a trance They say that you are special, not unique Put the showers on, let it burn again If you don´t say no, you´re responsible my friend You´ve got the power, we kill for you You´ve got the courage to help us through You´ve got the vision, you´ve got the gift We beg you to lead us and we follow you to hell |