Knowledge

Our last supper with dish that purified by our blood

Greedy yet poor intelligence and mine

I still believe in it

A piece of insufficient phrases

We choke and forget about the existence of our arms

We won't realize until everything ends

The light illuminates one's feet, and reflects foolishness

Liner value and phased distinction

Knowledge

False blindness speaks for the ignorance and insolence

Happiness and fang

Paid compensation is huge