Luyện nghe bài hát Aesthetic Terrorism

Surrounded by beings
worthless humans
trapped into a of pacifism
no hate, no love, grey.

Huge oppressive
trying to the stars
cold masses of
like funeral stabs.
burn your buildings down
I'll your hearts apart
crush filthy temples
and make the world a place
A place for living beings
and not for corpses.

All that I around me
are the that I love
are the people that I
people make me live.

All that I want me
are images of
pictures that keep me
that send my higher.

YOU ARE NOT
A PLAGUE