Do gods protect people or enslave them?
The bloodthirsty sheep under the moonlight, the broken clay gods, the broken masks, the ripples on the sea surface, the lingering crows, the old woman's devout prayers, wild laughter, whispers, kneeling, and surrender;
Anchors, projections, truth and falsehood;
The sharp edge of time and the ruthlessness of years;
They came, they sang, they conquered, they died;
The burned-out remains of the white dwarf star will disappear into the silence of the universe, just like tears disappearing into the rain!
