a broken view

they take me to this place
where the broken view
stab my eyes...

let them leave

let them leave,
let it be empty
if you sure
about
the
1
.

their own closet

people too busy with their own closet
but
their too afraid to live the darkness
...

a little surprise

there's even a little surprise in a pure darkness

...real ?

maybe it's just his dream,
but does he awake ?
or it's just a mixture of the dream and reality ...
then which one is real ?

a deep luminous darkness

ashes to ashes,
things start to be more vague
and the color dances
'till its change into
a deep luminous darkness

a matter of clapping hand

-democrazy is just a matter of clapping hand
when somebody finish their last speech line-