Текст песни: This is Not the Pure Aesthetic + перевод

When you slice the neck

The heart keeps pumping

And the blood flies everywhere

It covers the face

And if you’re in the jungle

The mosquitoes swarm down

And cover the face

And if you’re surrounded by smoke

Use a knife more than the gun

And the more you kill

The more materialize out of the dark

The grey dark

In a vacuum like a videogame

And the more you kill

The further away you move

Those are plastic mosquitoes

And well-practiced screams

My children live on TV-screens and bars

And all the action is wasted

Wasted, pointless, all alone

Empty removes from emptiness

The pure aesthetic is magic

And magic is a pseudo illusion

Of getting something from nothing

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