Do not go gently into that good night, the old man warns, for the night is treacherous, and lust is nigh. Do not go gently over that long street, the fat lady sighs, for there the women are brown with avarice of passion; see them so well portrayed, their bodies serpetine, their lips the fragrant of wine. Seek nothing here, young man, the gambles are not gentle, the stakes are guile. Do not go gently from now, the young girl cries, in the burrow of the lost there is little to hide. We've all come here to undress or unwind. Do not go gently forth, the grotesque pander beckons, much you say in the day that is not of you: you smile, the mind frowns; you recede, the heart toils. The nature of you calls to this last ungentle space. Do not go gently into me, the faceless figure says, so long have you forbid the flesh that the soul no longer sees its need, the spirit overflows, yet the meat is dry. Do not go gently away from the good night, the collecting boy whispers, for we are the sinless cabal, we heed what the body minds. Do not go gently into that good night, the old men yawns, but you have been to the night and returned with delight! Yea, and the day draws near. Once more you will go forth, to torture in the light. Ah, but what is dark from light? The night is crude, but true. Do not go gently onto daylight, the flesh says, the night may not be gentle, but it is the place without lie. -- 「所谓暗兵之术便是、如果不了解天道的恐怖，便等於是盗贼的技巧... 因无法测知其凶暴，故要怀有戒心将一切私欲与执着断绝...将本身的 心、体、技化为道具...『邪眼』暗兵『红发鬼』，在此候教！」 --

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