The sail weaved by dream
The ship built by hope
And me constituted by nothingness
It's time to go
Rolling around in the world for so long
I miss home
Want to go to the legendary Utopia?
Give up of your thought
There is no colorful singing in wonderland
No enthusiastic partner
No dazzling rides
Utopia
Just a void framed by chaos
No start
No end
Even existence and non-existence are meaningless
I'm tired
Go back there to sleep
Endless loneliness and eternity can comfort
My Tormented Soul