A Hero Is Someone Who Rebels, Or

Blood Is The Rose Of Mysterious Union.

We're Reaching For Death On The End Of A Candle We're Trying For Something That's Already Found Us

You Live You Die And Death Not Ends It.

The Night Is Young & Full Of Rest I Can’t Describe The Way She’s Dress’d She’ll Pander To Some Strange Requests Anything That You Suggest Anything To Please Her Guest.

I See Myself As An Intelligent, Sensitive Human, With The Soul Of A Clown Which Forces Me To Blow It At The Most Important Moments.