Yee!
I have stumbled into the knotted road
A road weaved to confusion
For the frozen souls
It is a path without a destination.
Aah!
I love this darkness
For it makes the road clearer
This darkness envelops the light
The light which has been uprooted
Noooo!
It must not be
The strength of foolishness
Why should it be?
The study of the soul
Bang!
A source of limited joy
The joy of death
It is the only way out
Out of everywhere
Yes!
It is vanity
It is ephemeral
It is limited
It is a small world.
