Paralysed in precious stone
They confess and I accuse
In a marble room
Someone was alone
Carbonized I stand alone
In the clouds of paradise
To fix the face that doesn't fit
A telephone receiver clicks
Not a sparm that I can see
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Paralysed in precious stone
They confess and I accuse
In a marble room
Someone was alone
Carbonized I stand alone
In the clouds of paradise
To fix the face that doesn't fit
A telephone receiver clicks
Not a sparm that I can see