You build up city Higher than the kingdom of God is about the A Boosting the level of the building looking up people Food store display pattern carved their stomachs Bi Seasonal clever wink window flashing It looks the years with the paper money to buy This step is not carried in the soul Here the priest to head the Bible cover to sleep Those who have become off-limits market All eyes are as blue sky in the Ying Mu Such as road traffic to seize the gallops People are anxious to seize the line of its shadow Changes in time to watch to see In no time like the roundabout on inside In the dead time of less than death God can not grasp the speed control of the microphone line This is the busy season between the buttons and switches Closely woven net the city you have to stop breathing Shouted the station move in anxious journey Full path of the tire fatigue in pregnancy All the resistance to slide down the slope with no end points toward the Who does not know the sun will die on that day V in the overlapping film people never utter on their own
See eye Things do not go back to the wind is not Such as the feast of a rag in exile Holiday death under the wheels in the static II Sunday People fled back after six days After cleaning the house of the mind after the pastor The next day a woman went to smell the fragrant roses on the skin Bank of the window to see the sun seven squatting Sitting standing walking Are like waves in the wind Years of tobacco shore day wine float Eden is never _set_ door Tatami mat on the nylon off the flower of civilization is a piece of belt Beautiful wild animal will be opened into the wilderness naked Clothes to go back tomorrow Back to the modification of the hair and face to go The world is always from the waist of a quiet night on rising A smooth ivory counters Disillusionment can be exchanged only hope Between the city all day hanging around your neck, called the Cross Street noise God does not believe that God is that God is also concerned over the sea Church spire sucked into the quiet blue sky Nothing but your rose-colored vascular injection That can only be used to cross Banlu breast flashing Bare chest that Banlu square field such as the moon walk El Buddha tower stands Foggy night in Paris guarding guarding guarding the kingdom of heaven with prayer waist C In the pool side looking up_set_ Shake the shadow of a grip to the clouds Anxious to break the mirror not the object is taken Around the city in the volatile swings in your All are pull off the All hands are endemic in the snags down There is always a voice inside the cracks in broken glass to flee People hurried to the ceiling with a shadow back their planting Catch the spring flowering season is over Interest both to tide water waves Life is a mirror in the box last year, the woman's full of fallen snow Death stood in the old car seat sun Ring to the ring or not the default call Low to wake up or wake up call Clock and roadside scenery chewing teeth Xu has spread soft broken walkway death Clock is the kind of gallows and agile Sentence than the snoring of sleep is also tolerant Zhang purpose is tantamount to death in the body of the glass cover People hide behind their own pocket, such as possession of shut stubs Not grow longer afford yesterday's passing of the wind leaves ring A tree falling to the land they had to go outside IV Wrapped around the city day night wrap your head on your shoulder You are not the crudeness of the stomach raw appearance One swallow does not reveal the wounds of life, faceless beast Gnawing bones of God Crown your glorious panorama of the night is always rising from the And broken to pieces, the dawn of the scavenger You are a shooting day in the dead bird hanging in the holidays In the dead were shot by shot re- From the wilderness of the seems in a hungry eagle has Huangji Laughter flew from exports fell from the entrance Tide to wave to the wind the wind blows Who rescued in the back and forth that way trampling Who in that pain out of his gaping wound Who in the sound of the river that impatience was not involved in the vortex Wreck at only bed is the only driftwood and utensils The arm is a string of struggling call key Deadlock can not open the door shouting shouting V The city before the final bell station Sharp's axle broke all of your tracks prolapse Exclaimed death will not produce a signal sent Zhang is dead you are dead aim Died in the bottle and die in the ashtray Dead dead in bed under the tower in El Buddha Died in doping in excess of civilization When the lung is no longer the incoming sound stethoscope When all the blood vessels into power lines Heaven will be dark as a projection God is looking up in the collapse All die faster in the Easter urban And you are just leaving the bride in the bridal Lanterns hanging fruit is exposed first night honeymoon brewing A bare empty in the most primitive animal The shadow of a wall covered graves A carved coffin filled with walking dead 1961