"But my dear, I was the slave of time. The butcher of tragedy. I was there committed to things people called unmatchable world. In a conscious or in a fiction. There will be always the percentage of how society play the role of madness and sanity in the same time. "
The show when die is the new smell of flowers. Madness of the emptiness is bigger than infinity. Shall pray to the place where nothing can break the shell. It's a mayday. Payday.
Sayang, kita tak sedang menenggelamkan kepala dalam-dalam ke kubangan lumpur. Sayang, kita sedang meminum darah yang mulai membusuk. Sayang, kita mungkin akan diperkosa dengan biadab oleh diri kita sendiri. Seperti pendosa.
Bacakan untukku tragedi penghancur semesta Dalam bayang yang merana Ditengah malam para pendosa Bacakan untukku kematian yang harum Melesat masuk kedalam ringkuhnya tulang-tulangmu Hingga remuk berbutir pasir Panggil para penguasa dalam mayanya utopia Biar mereka merangkak disana