I can't hear you talking very well The situation is fucked I'm not someone to run to My heart stays locked up in a cell Paradise is lost Now I just pray to live long Was it you that said that dreams of grandeur? Was it me that stooped so low? I pick my head up Now I'm feeling better All my demons taught me very well My permission is gone Maybe I'm the god of gods I watch them burning in my hell Paradise is lost Now I just pray to live long Was it you that said that dreams of grandeur? Was it me that stooped so low? I pick my head up Now I'm feeling better