In our shop, as you can see, you'd be the man you wanna be
Unhappy with the way it goes? Just buy another life.
And our prices... who can beat? Here's royal flesh and cannon meat
You name it – my associate is sharpening her knife...
Please take a peek inside, tell me how it feels like
when you're spilling

paper blood - in the blaze of glory,
paper blood - on the holy ground
Paper blood – neverending story...
paper blood - makes a world go round and round.

We've got it covered to the tee... Another wife? Just take a brief
look at this fine selection of those bitches from the East
We're selling friends, we're selling cars, a recent show with superstars,
a child, a war, a heart, a soul – it's all to make you pleased...right!
Nothing is too strange (when we are in this price range)

You're wasting paper blood in the blaze of glory,
paper blood on the holy ground
Paper blood – neverending story...
Paper blood can buy a tiny crown
for this sad and weary clown,
so he can smile and take a look around
across his kingdom – false as it could be (and what's wrong with that?)
where tears of joy're impossible to see (what do we need them for?)
where heartfelt laughter's not what you will hear (and so what?)
Enough of that, 'cos it's my biggest fear.