The huge change in era,
we are so small compared to the world.

Yesterday,today,tomorrow,
now ,previously,later,
where am I.

The light are shining brightly,
The stage magnificent,

eternity,however,disappears.

Love,
Fear.
alone.
clone.

The purpose disappears
in the engine sound of the factory
The composition is my theme.
and is the sentimental tune my temporary imagination?

The player lost his control in the chess game.
silence is our chemistry.

Wealth,luxury,superficiality,
the passage of time,
our non-existence,
will only be in our memory.