Hanging down from the dizzy sloppy fall, A huge curved Totem erected in the centre of the prairie，it is called the great penis, yelling and retorted faces surrounded the metropolis while in the emptiness of the heart, I thought that…There used to be…faceless faces piled in front of the windows, soothed a little while waiting to be exiled, insistent！or else I can not survive. Worms devour the wounds, I am disassembled in the gentle sorrow, the breeze blows softly, the quartet enfolded ears. Sauvez-moi! Si vous avez le pouvoir et vouloir.