I sit in the bus that leads me to space.
Sun rises, and sadness touches my face.
In that crowd of people I am Mr.Darcy -
Do not know anyone who can tempt me so handsome.
Over all, I begin my journey to stars
At that moment when my bus heavily starts,
In that crowd of things I am nothing at all
That stands in the manor in enormous hall.
The whole life I can see out the window,
A girl and a woman, a bride and a widow,
In that crowd of love I am unfinished novel
That has started by someone ages ago.
The whole Universe just appears outside
Of my bus not belonging to space or to time,
In that system of life I am toxic disorder,
And the red-eyed demon is my only lord.