You are white death
Running through my veins
Shivers all through my whole body
Killing my cells
Melting my brain
My eyes are lost
Paralyzed
I’m in a frighten trip
Follow me to the shinning of the sun
Going towards your end
Close your mind
Leading to your shinning desire

The perfection is our last goal, self realization is a fucked up dream for mindless fools that have no opportunities to succeed in their miserable and stupid life.

I am a psycho little fuck, that pretends to be “normal”, but my vicious desire wins. Realizing that the beauty of creation can be magnified with its destruction. Blood, pain, tears, and fear make me shiver and want some more

Hate – Crime

Hate, my beloved feeling which floods the streets. We don’t like others; we seek for the day to steal them the light of a new day. Ripping their flesh and collecting their eyes, so no more memories can be caught. Stabbing them and collecting their bones. Nothing left but blood to paint on the wall, “Hunters we are, no matter what you do you’ll perish in our bare hands”, leaving a head on the middle of the street and hang the flesh from a light pole.

Kids having fun on the playground
While the blood runs through the streets
The sky turns red
Enemy’s airplanes appear in the air
Throwing bombs; shooting guns
Destroying the place
Killing the scared people that look for shelter
Kids watching other’s lives come to its end
And father runs to them
But he is hit, and appears to be dead
Blood dribbling from his craneAnd kids stare at him admired by the beauty of death