Play God! - Diary of Dreams

What is this penetration?

If not some pre-salvation?

What is a mental attitude?

Why is my fever not in mood?

It’s me combining numbers

It’s me just playing God

It’s me who’s making rules here

I cannot come undone

Why don’t you compensate

My pain and all my hate

Have you really tried to compromise?

Have you never realized…

Accompanied by faces

That stare at you at night

I’m travelling into your sleep

Until you wake up pale from fright

And after all you’ve been through

I sleep safe like a child

A coward in deceit

It’s garbage what you feed them… so

Consider penetration

As instant motivation

Regarding what you said to me

I think that you should never be forgiven

Don’t persecute me for what I’ve done

Perplex, poisened, predictable

Permissable disaster, patriotic smiles

Predominant agression

If you have (the) guts, resist my trace