Truth is not a sin...
Love does’nt end on skin...
What old ink say is not legallity...
The heart will turn into reallity...
Many kinds of beauty...
Many kinds of people...
Values are meant for inspiration...
No tools for segregation...
What soul can manifest?...
if passion’s set to rest...
Love without intimacy...
Fainted paint of lunacy...
Only a mask to hide... Agression... Opression... Regression... Indiscression...
We are not asking for consession...
You can’t stop progression...
We will just live happilly....
We don’t care for your obscessions....
Peace... We only wish you the best, angry men. - The Army of Love.