Dark night, silent road.
Dirty red, beautiful you.
As time went by, the fear rooted deep in my heart blossomed into the most dazzling flowers, as red as blood and as vivid as dripping.
Use your bare hands to gently pluck out the flower that bloomed in your heart, crush it, chew it and devour it.
If you see the devil wearing the cloak of an angel, don't hesitate and run away quickly. . .