(music and lyrics: Tim Eiermann)

straight from the brain

my vision is strong

maybe too strong and strange for you

psychomanic, physological freak

with distorted epileptical dreams

the thoughts become clearer

and visions reality

down with distortion of this agony

I'm runnin'

thinkin' about the past

I'm waitin', I'm waiting

Do you think we'll

drift into the lower sands

- god complex

will we ever hold each others hands

- god complex

I am god !?! I am god !?!

and I know what I'm doing

just the best for you

everything do to be well known

and I'm healing all the wounds of you

still walking in your holy shoes

so alone with my dreams

fading away to a pitch black rose

so alone pray to your godfather - yeah

do you hear me, do you feel me

do you want me, do you love me

do you hear me, do you feel me

your godfather