MY KYURE

In a world of despair against the communistic government, we scream in silent. Against the concrete walls of brutalistic architecture, we struggle to survive. \Ne want rebellion, we want freedom, yet we want to keep our I ives. Our only savior is post punk/ dark synth music. Let our deepest anguishes be released as ideas of constructivism is shoved down our throats. May this dystopia world crumble.