stupid rage, no gain in words - that they just hear themselves
I try in vain to keep it silent when they磖e all awake
all they磛e learned is how they need a god and how they blow
all this mud - explained and told to dust before my eyes
somehow I need a Jesus for my plan
to save the world and all that shit -
I can磘 control myself, I磎 just a sacred cramp !
to break would be immoral, but explain to me what磗 right ?
I don磘 regret that sometimes I feel strange and what I do is wrong
I can磘 complete the world and when you磍l ask me all I磍l do is lie
it磗 straight to happen just before my eyes
no greater love can磘 help the fear I hide
why can磘 I change a thing before my eyes
sometimes I wish that I could be so blind
