The face
見ろ 触れろ 思い知れ 感じろ 忘れろ 嗅げ だってほら 狂っていくのが 分かるだろう
knocking the void
knock me out now
The ground I’m on is foiling
One more hit and I go down
FINISH, or the parade,
THE BLACK PARADE.
This is the beginning.
The BLACK.
THE BLACK.
BLACK.
smoking men
eye of the city
Friend’s dream.
fragment of madness.
no title
Japanese worker is no good.
human = building
new building
image of mountain
drawing feeling
