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