Lyrics:  
Die beste aller möglichen Welten?
die dümmste aller möglichen Welten!

Once was easier long ago
In those ancient
Gentle days
Future peace we cannot grow
Till forever sets its ways

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I justly blame the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Coat unworn left in the past
memory wears a mask of fate
Four dimensions aren't enough
I lack a lever to shift the weight

haunt me now, ghosts all-but gone
as I will haunt those yet to come
memories fade, time is a witch
and context is, as always, a bitch

Living now and dreaming then
Past and future in my head
Time loops round and back again
the cycle of the quick and dead

DAMN!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Without thumbs these are just paws,
but only prey know their place,
so deny the frothing jaws,
of that snake's stupid lion face

Four dimensions aren't enough
without a lever to shift the weight (blame the demiurge)
Five dimensions might be enough
with Czar Bomba to break all fate!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

(Sweet Guitar Solo)

Hubris is ancient Greek for human dignity.

Past and future in my head
the cycle of the quick and dead
memories fade, time is a witch
and context is, as always, a bitch!

only prey know their place!
I dream a lever to shift the weight!
only prey know their place!
I craft a lever to shift the weight!
only prey know their place!
I use my lever to shift that weight!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I fear I am my demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Oh!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I fear I am my demi-urge.
Demi-Urge.lever to shift the weight  haunt me now, ghosts all-but gone as I will haunt those yet to come memories fade, time is a witch and context is, as always, a bitch  Living now and dreaming then Past and future in my head Time loops round and back again the cycle of the quick and dead  DAMN!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  Without thumbs these are just paws, but only prey know their place, so deny the frothing jaws, of that snake's stupid lion face  Four dimensions aren't enough without a lever to shift the weight (blame the demiurge) Five dimensions might be enough with Czar Bomba to break all fate!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  (Sweet Guitar Solo)  Hubris is ancient Greek for human dignity.  Past and future in my head the cycle of the quick and dead memories fade, time is a witch and context is, as always, a bitch!  only prey know their place! I dream a lever to shift the weight! only prey know their place! I craft a lever to shift the weight! only prey know their place! I use my lever to shift that weight!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I fear I am my demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  Oh!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I fear I am my demi-urge. Demi-Urge.

Tossed and Turned (I Blame the Demiurge)

Trent & the DeepDreamNights Robot Band