False deity

and all these rests of me you dig into yourselves...
are just a dead skin are not me...
so build you a house out of my bones...
stretch you a sky out of my skin...
but there are no stars, there beats no sun...
so move away cause also angels can be ugly...
when they cry for something they can´t get...
and all the dreams in which you´re dressing up...
are dirty clouts of my fears...
are new clothes for the emperor...
are new clothes for me...
love is the life and love is a god...
love is so wickedly...
love is the life and love is a god...
love is a false deity...