A broken prism. Gilded with silver, glass and pyrite. The day is long yet time fell short. All are blurred fragments, incomplete montage collected in a broken lantern.
A broken prism. Gilded with silver, glass and pyrite. The day is long yet time fell short. All are blurred fragments, incomplete montage collected in a broken lantern.
At times, when the spider turns to a chandelier to a clock
All of the modernistic wonders
Could not compensate for
Lights on, lights off
时间中,隐藏着敌人与朋友与铁针。
有些回忆,人们很晚才会刻意回想起来。时间过去了数年,直到被拖进代表终结的昏暗房间,才突然再次听到昔日的对话与远方的水声。
Fake Rondeau is full of shades:
The world is full of shades
Full of people throwing shades
When the angle is right
Blue blood on marble floor
It’s a chessboard
But with people on it
“如果一定要说什么,你在这里待的时间恐怕够久了。”希拉侧头咬下暗红色的手套径自说,“只有死者才是真实的。它们同我一样,它们等候你,正催促你去呢。”
A listicle for the usurpingly inclined. Sometimes, you just want to channel your inner villain and defend the IMPERIUM against shady young activists.
All tomorrow’s songs blend together, into a white wolf in a plain of snow.
Where had the piano gone?
You had a dream in hell
Every line is a punch line
When you have something to punch
假如这是吟游诗人浪漫主义的骑士故事,此刻反派必将开始正式对决前依照常例,以充满诗意的咏叹调格式长篇大论,双方展开渐渐走火升级的谩骂嘲讽。可惜这并不是。
In the dead hours, Absinthe, some flower and dried mushrooms…
The veiled tincture of Murano glass.
Everyone is horrendously happy
Wheat, Women and Wine
It’s raining cheese down the sky
A wonderful listicle for the Caesars and Alexanders of our time.
World domination? The question is how, not why.
I was playing candy crush with the devil
When an angel came knocking on my door