Swans
You Fucking People Makes Me Sick
Now diamonds are falling
(?..) In the sky
Obsessions being children
They are let out in the light
They are screaming
They are polluting
They are demanding
They are alive
These wrong feelings

They are calling the red leopard of time
I love you. I need you
Oh show me how to shine
I love you. Your flower
Now give me what is mine