Falling from the Nine Heavens, setting off from the River of Forgetfulness. From the hypocritical paradise to the hopeless abyss, I bit my lips and tongue, pierced my hands and feet, froze my heart, and turned my back on the light. Let sweat replace tears. Let the blood wash away the shame. What is more hopeless than the abyss is the loss of faith. In the darkness and loneliness of this journey, you are the fire in my heart that is rekindled and the only way home I long for.
Purpose: Facing pain and getting rid of illusions