Blackpill Darkness making

[Icarus]

The skull it smiles when rotting it's skin.

I love the filth of a folly.

Spikes and thrones. Blacker then black. Standing in the abyss. I love to feel free in my suffering.

Meeting it's continents.

 

[Icarus]

I don't like taking orders

 

[Icarus]

Making me is making sickness. I am becoming. Don't quit.

 

[Icarus]

We bend ourselves backwards for the elite. Bending to quotas. We must all accept that we are not what others want us to be.

The military is designed to place you in a box. Killing for zog. Kill for yourself instead.

 

[Icarus]

I wanted to be a marine. I wanted to kill. They only kill the people who wish to tarnish this slave matrix. We stand opposed, and we do not allow others to control us. We are free.

 

[Icarus]

All hail darkness