被偷走的身體在被偷走的土地上勞作。這是一臺永不停止的引擎，其饑餓的鍋爐以血為食。
Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.
如果人們不相信數(shù)學(xué)是簡單的，那只是因為他們沒有意識到生活有多么復(fù)雜。
The so-called life, half is memory, half is to continue.
We're here to put a dent in the universe. Otherwise why else even be here?