Testo The Salesman

Memories Offered for sale From beyond the pale Of mysteries Leeches Sucking your soul Tearing your whole Life into pieces Mr. Salesman I´ll pay anything To turn years Into youth And for a tatse Of paradise I´m prepared To deny the truth What´s in a name You´ve got just yourself to blame The more you run away The more my poisoned thorn will stay A voice in the middle of the night "Now you´ve gotta pay the price For temptation you couldn´t resist I´m the muse and you are kissed" "Step right up, have a look" You will pay for what you took Step right up and have a look Some day you´ll pay for what you took Let the sirenes sing The thorn turns into a sting And for the devil's sake The sting turns into a stake He is on the road again Pay the salesman without name