Album Name : Aesthetics of Violence
Release Date : 2007-11-20
Song Duration : 2:12
Dies Insect Politics
Some kind of abstraction,
But there is no real me.
Only an entity,
Something illusory.
And though I can hide my cold gaze,
And you can shake my hand,
And you can feel flesh gripping yours,
And maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably
comparable,
I simply am not there.