Keep On Knocking 'til The Joy Inside

Quit Acting Like A Wolf, And Feel The Shepherd's Love Filling You.

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 Are The Essence Of The Essence, The Intoxication Of Love. I Long To Sing Your Praises But Stand Mute With The Agony Of Wishing In My Heart !

Treasure Is Stored In The Ruined Places. Do Not Break The Hearts Of The Poor And Heartbroken People

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.