Do you feel like god? Then tell me who the fuck you think you are Sweet dreams are not safe If you want that everyone do the same way Snares of conscience must call you back home But you don't even know who is calling you Oblivion is part in remain We rise and we fall We blame just ourselves Brutal and vain is our way through it all Do you think you’re really god? But you don’t even know who is calling you Then tell me who the fuck you think you are Snares of conscience must call you back home