Testo Bring On The Clouds

I hate to admit it: I sometimes feel affinity,
But it makes me feel irradiated like my insides are boiling
It turns inside out.
You sleep, you eat, in a pompous cycle of whatever.
You fucking drones! It's all just a big hive.
This is all your own fault.
I gave you enough chances
And you didn't seize a single one. Omnicide by 235!
We're all going to die, so let's just keep the ball rolling
I present my gift to you.
Bring on the clouds!