The views of a psychopath, or is it God Syndrome
What I got from nightmares surrounds me again
Sleep with open eyes, paranoia and anxiety
Images from my head do not let me insert a word
The views of a psychopath, or is it, or is it God Syndrome
Images like salt on wounds, images all without a cover
Images from the head, of those who are crowned by a nightmare
The eyes of a psychopath, I saw and took them as a basis
Does not change the essence of all things
I will remember in a century, in memory a blizzard
The essence is one, even if you kill me
This is a meeting, a conversation, this is a duel
Does not change the essence of all things
There is no heart here only reason, in memory a blizzard
Slow echo without news
Interest will destroy you, your mind as a target
The views of a psychopath, or is it, God Syndrome
Images like salt on wounds, images all without a cover
Images from the head, those who are crowned by nightmare
The eyes of a psychopath, my gift to you is the syndrome of God
My gift to you is, my gift is the syndrome of God
The eyes of a psychopath, I saw them and took them as a basis