Graved Inside Of It, "italy".

All's Love, Yet All's Law.

There Are Those Who Believe Something, And Therefore Will Tolerate Nothing; And On The Other Hand, Those Who Tolerate Everything, Because They Believe Nothing.

I Give The Fight Up: Let There Be An End, A Privacy, An Obscure Nook For Me. I Want To Be Forgotten Even By God.

A Face To Lose Youth For, To Occupy Age With The Dream Of, Meet Death With.

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.