Then The Thorn Bent Over Me

Flesh and blood of nature,
Hybridity, seeping into the mechanical breath.
The snake of metal,
winding into the concrete, bearing the word faith in the earth,
cling to your obsession.

He looked at the diameter of the tailbone,
the music, the place of the dead,
it's hard to hide the obsession.

Mountains of plastic, acid rain, waste flowing down the river,
the sky was still full of light.
The thorn forgot the seed and possessed me,
thorns, such as blades, will not shake the hills.
Ferns lean back, gears fall to me, silence.

The ivory boat sails from the wound, and cries with blood,
into the bright day,
If God gives you a breeze and a drizzle,
moisturize paper and ink.
The chaos ends, and the sound of heaven and earth remains:

Justice! Justice!

自然的血肉，
杂糅，渗入机械的呼吸。
金属之蛇，
蜿蜒入钢筋水泥，承载泥土的词条信心，
固守执念。

他窥探尾骨的直径，乐章，卒于尸骨之地，
难掩痴念。

塑胶之山，酸雨侵蚀，荒原顺流而下，
天空仍祥光万丈。
荆棘忘了种子，附身笼罩我；
棘刺如刃，终无以撼丘陵分毫。
蕨类仰身，齿轮落向我，沉默。

象牙舟从伤口中驶出，欢喧染鲜血，
撞入光明之昼；
裂洞若上帝，赠你微风细雨，
滋润纸墨。
混乱终散，天地余音仅存：

正义！正义！