Aesthetic Terrorism کے بول

Surrounded by shadow beings tasteless worthless humans trapped into a world of pacifism no hate, no love, just grey. Huge oppressive buildings trying to reach the stars cold masses of concrete like huge funeral stabs. I'll burn your buildings down I'll reap your hearts apart crush your filthy temples and make the world a better place A better place for living beings and not for walking corpses. All that I want around me are the people that I love are the people that I hate people that make me live. All that I want around me are images of beauty pictures that keep me alive that send my spirit higher. YOU ARE NOT NEEDED YOU'RE A PLAGUE