Almost Saint - My Goodwill In my head the ants are swarming, they're transformed to crockraches They climb out as earwigs and steal my goodwill My demons are coming There's no God and there's no Satan Pentagram is just a star too A star which would look right on the sky I let everyone's hands go I'm falling, I see on the ground smashing And further I'm falling Life is strong and I am small I must go to a smaller world The gods hide when i come for the answer and for my reward I'm walking in the world wretched with air overcrowded But until I'm breathing it, I just have to place in it Why do I feel? I must kill! I've had enough of humans, of myself That feeling is a must, that weakness is more powerful than power I look in the mirror I see my body My body sees us We see each other, hand in hand forever My demons are coming There' no God and there's no Satan Pentagram is just a star too A star which would look right on the sky http://rockerek.hu/