An arrogance is similar to the bullet,

While it steps.

Let’s say that an apathy kills the moment.

It’s like a star of MO who gets out from the building.

Puff my ashes.

Bodies are the part of the scenes,

Whether or someone is object not the figurant.

The orchestra watches what is going on.

If you don’t mind,

My deep is gon’ to sleep,

In trustworthy.