Tamtrum - Datura Dream lyrics

A little spiky ball The lost souls Some f**in' bloody junkies And them greedy spirit In this sh**ty city Yes, we have eaten Satan's fruit In the hollow hand of God We search for a good place Datura, datura dream Datura Now we are the village clown But they can't imagine That our mind covers this world Like a ozone layer A f**in' mighty ozone, so filth But they can't imagine that Datura, who is this guy in white smock? Datura, don't know if I dream or waking up Datura, why they dress me with a straitjacket? Datura, why da eat the Satan's fruit? We have play in the evil's garden We have seen the datura dream And now we are immortal