Nihilists destroy 'sif toys,
they kill, rape and fuck.
Idealist birth doves with magic tricks,
idealists make love.

A glass half empty is attractive
when the filler tastes like shit.
Nihilists don't bother with petty fractions,
empty oblivion is more hardcore, and purer than a virgin.

But idealists fill their glass
with extracts of libidinous sass
buoyant-eyed, they sip
devoutly, dreamy worship.

Anarchy is beautiful and to be strived for,
this is pure, unadulterated truth.
But is it chaos, or harmony?
Who is the prophet,
Sid Vicious or Utah Phillips?