Long Night Gunfire

When the world is wandering, when the cry of the weak is unheard, when the sword of the strong is swinging at the weaker, when rituals and music collapse, when mountains and rivers collapse, when gods disguise themselves as demons in lies, and truth is corrupted in absurdity - I would like to transform into a fool, hold the spear tightly in my hand, and charge again in this dark wasteland. I only hope that the spear will go in and out, and everyone will be like a dragon.