Testo You Fucking People Make Me Sick

Now diamonds are falling the way we will, in the sky. Obsessions, pink children, they are laid out in a line. They are screaming, they are polluted, they are demanding their life. This wrong feelings, they are calling the red leper of time. I love you, I need you, oh show me how to shine. I love you, young flower, now give me what is mine.