My Only Hope Lies In My Despair.

It's No Longer A Warmth Hidden In My Veins: It's Venus Entire And Whole Fastening On Her Prey.

I Can Hear Those Glances That You Think Are Silent.

On The Throne, One Has Many Worries; And Remorse Is The One That Weighs The Least.

Pain Is Unjust, And All The Arguments That Cannot Soothe It Only Rouse Suspicion.

To Save Our Imperiled Honor Everything Must Be Sacrificed, Even Virtue.