Be careful not to mess with the balance of things. Because everything is not what it seems.
你将再也看不见世界的样子，因为深渊在你周围吐丝结茧。你假装披挂崇高以正义为盾，剑刃刺穿深渊却生锈颓软。你以为垒墙就成坟垄，失却凭依便成死亡。你以为掐住喉咙能造就缄默，打碎世界便能再造深渊。你绝不会看见我们目光所及，白马化为云朵，雕像生出双臂，我们借夜莺的嗓子歌唱，将荆棘刺穿胸膛，车轮碾碎玫瑰，却从未有人忘却花香。
