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 existance 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