Looking Down on Us

All The Diamond gods

Burn, Burn The Libiri Oz

God is alive

it's Art

and

Art is Love

But we killed All the Doves

Bury them Six feet deep with Alice  

Your world is coming to an end

I was a hand grenade That never

stopped exploding

You were Paramanic

part Automatic

A Robot who think she dreams

would the Suicide Boot charge more

if we were to Die faster?

I don't want  anyone to see our faces

So ugly and ******* pathetic