The Master of Night

Lock the door, close the WiFi, Telephone and the Internet In the dark night, I lay in bed The subconscious in the daytimes get released, Allowing Heaven, Land, and Desires all come back To fulfill the reality of an ideal life For a long time, I have been becoming nostalgia To the nights, as if I had become the Lord of the dark, Or the King of the world However, It should be said that the survival competition As fighting in the sun made me feel cruel and ridiculous The greedy scramble simply for the sake of reproduction And the gain of wealth and sex should not be recognized Either holy or glory Since I had seen the dust rolling over on the earth I would have decided to put my body in the night and to Send my soul to heaven