Songtext von The doors

One is the cause And two is mysterious, Three is the wisest, four is so powerful Five with such kindness, Six is always in love, Seven the chariot, Eight will rule them all! Nine is a hermit, Ten is just probable, Eleven is virtuous, Twelve's hanging down a rope! Thirteen is death and Fourteen is temperance, Fifteen the devil, Sixteen is a tower! Where did they go, the numbers of the Lord, untold? If I let violence tear up my silence I'll drown… Seventeen, there's much hope, Yet eighteen can mislead! Sweet nineteen like the sun Twenty, the renewal! Twenty-one is successful, Zero isn't just a fool Pictures of love And doors to another world! Where did they go, the numbers of the Lord, untold? If I let violence tear up my silence I'll drown…