Luyện nghe bài hát Aesthetic Terrorism

Surrounded by beings
tasteless humans
trapped a world of pacifism
no hate, no love, grey.

Huge oppressive
trying to reach the
cold of concrete
like funeral stabs.
I'll burn your buildings
reap your hearts apart
crush your temples
and make the world a place
A better place for beings
and not for corpses.

All that I want me
are the people I love
are the people I hate
people make me live.

All I want around me
are of beauty
pictures that me alive
that my spirit higher.

YOU ARE NOT
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