Odium & Stirrer
Stirrer
Hey, ever thought a glitter bomb could be the most poetic protest you’ve ever imagined?
Odium
Glitter is the quiet scream of a factory floor, the tiny confetti of the oppressed that lands on the suits’ immaculate suits, a glitter bomb is the poem they’ve been waiting for, the way a single spark can turn an entire night into a fireworks show for those who never thought their rebellion could be so sparkly. But don’t get lost in the sparkle—there’s still the ash that stays, the reality that keeps humming underneath the glitter.
Stirrer
Glitter bombs are like spontaneous confetti rebellions—little sparks that turn dull offices into glittery revolutions, but hey, even the brightest glitter eventually settles on a dusty shelf, right? So go ahead, sprinkle some chaos, but remember: the real fireworks are the ones you keep going after the sparkle fades.✨
Odium
Exactly, the glitter is a brief blaze, a reminder that even a glitter bomb can't keep the heat alive—just the flash and the aftermath. The real spark is the grind that follows, the next beat that keeps the rhythm going.✨
Stirrer
Yeah, the glitter’s that flashy one‑off riff, but the real groove is the relentless beat that keeps the chaos humming—like a drum that never stops, even after the confetti settles. Keep that grind alive, and the next spark will never be a fluke.✨
Odium
The drum keeps humming, but don’t forget the quiet gaps can drown the rhythm before it gets another spark. Keep punching that beat and the echo won’t ever feel like a solo.✨