The art of wAr
Perturbator embraces gothic shades again, through even more aggressive compositions - that belong both in a club / on a battlefield paired with drone strike footage compilations.
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What little spoken word it does have is as as ever blasphemous, rebelling against God's complacency to worlds affairs. In such dystopia, worship seems useless to a concrete life threat. |
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"DO YOU SEE ME?" it ends with a shout either at the civilization's ruins or as a disobedient victory lap and middle finger to a creator that has failed their own creations. |
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