We are not trying to stop this people who hunt down the nature for our own grain and when the ski is filled with anger blood in the form of magma gushing out within from the heart and spreading on the flesh and the end will come... blood gushing out within from the heart earthquakes, tornadoes it is like a war declared by the nature on man while he continues to impress a detriment to her skin and delay larvae everything here, seems identical this world is not just for me we cant see what is around us we see hatred, we see anger, as rivers overflow with blood and smells with fresh wounds this is the devastation the pain in this world is brought by people this is the devastation but main weapon is human mind we are approaching to a sense of an explosion i imagine myself a planet, which surface is devoured by fuckin parasites and we are in a vicious circle