My thoughts are fighting again inside my head
Before the end of my madness I'll be dead
This parasite in my mind brings the sorrow
And try to kill all my hopes for tomorrow

You've got a problem with me
You wanna dig my grave
But I'm a fucking god
And you are just a slave

You better vanish fast
'cause I will have no pitty

Get away! Get away from my city!
Get away! Get away from my city!
Get away! Get away from my city!

I am the devil you see on your nightmare
And I'm the angel you call for your night care
I am the god, read about me in the bible
I am the king of my fate with this rifle

You've got a problem with me
You wanna dig my grave
But I'm a fucking god
And you are just a slave

You better vanish fast
'cause I will have no pitty

Get away! Get away from my city!
Get away! Get away from my city!
Get away! Get away from my city!

I told you once to get away
Don't wanna see your fucking face anymore
Get out!
Get out!
Get out!
Get the fuck outta here!