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(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