When does the path we walk on,
lock around our feet?
When does the road,
become a river with only one destination?
Death waits for us all in Samarra.
But can Samarra be avoided?
什么时候,我们脚下的小径,锁住了我们的脚,让我们艰难行走?
什么时候,那条条的通路和无数的可能,变成了只有一个终点之河流?
死神在萨迈拉等待着所有凡人.
但是能够不去萨迈拉吗?