Angels Dance Only With You, Beloved And

You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No One Sees You.

Once The Seed Of Faith Takes Root, It Cannot Be Blown Away, Even By The Strongest Wind - Now That’s A Blessing.

The Soul Is Here For Its Own Joy.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

You Have No Need To Travel Anywhere - Journey Within Yourself. Enter A Mine Of Rubies And Bathe In The Splendor Of Your Own Light.