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Hatred, beyond the restless prism,
Found a way to tame itself
Like a bright-eyed rabbit, vomiting sweet syrup.

Higher, greater hatred
Often burns in the glory,
Scattering scorching sorrow from the tower's peak.

Someone fell, like a dead stone.
Throw it away! Fall down!
Facing death again and again,
The trillionth death blesses them,
And blesses me.

I hope by then, I'm still the burning stone.


仇恨在躁动的棱镜之外

找到了自我驯服的方法

如目光皎洁的白兔，呕出甜美的糖水

更高级的，更伟大的仇恨

往往在荣光之中焚烧，

它们在塔顶散射灼热的悲伤，

有人跌落了，像死去的石头

丢掉那些东西！跌落下来！

面对不断地死亡，再次死亡

第千万亿次死亡祝福他们，

也祝福我，

期望那时我还是那滚烫的石头。