Propaganda - Dr. Mabuse текст песни

Mabuse!
Why does it hurt when my heart misses a beat

The man without shadow
Promises you the world
Tell him your dreams
And ? your needs
He's buying them all
With cash

Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Never look back
Never look back
Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Never look back
Never look back
Never look back
Sell him your soul

Mabuse!
He's devoted to the devil, fascinated by crime
Glamorous death is is his destination
Eternal passion his game

Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Never look back
Never look back
Sell him your soul
Sell him your soul
Never look back
Never look back

Mabuse!
Why does it hurt
Why, why does it hurt