They play divine as immortal sons
Pulling triggers and then they switch and run
As long as you have nothing to add,
they run the show
How! Can you get a single shot
with a life like that?
Now! Will you ever conclude
as it turns to a lack?
Deceivement, believe it - do you feel it flow?
-As a weapon of your vanity
Chorus:
They crave for a soulaching desire
(Won't you play with me?)
As time's standing still they've praised a liar
So now - let me get a single minute of your precious time
So how - do you feel now as the vanity is easy to find?
Deceivement, believe it - can you feel it grow?
(Repeat Chorus)
I swear, you're nothing like me
And it will never set you free
You won't be able to be down there alone
They fill you up 'til you're ripped and torn
Your life is out there for disposal
Knocked out, before you're ready to leave
Cause I swear, you're nothing like me!