Rush To Danger; Wind Up Nowhere.

Satan Rejected My Soul; As Low As He Goes, He Never Quite Goes This Low.

I Like To Think That There Is A Clear Majority Of People Who's Be Supportive Of The Idea, It Does Save The Existing Industry. It Does Provide Hundreds Of Millions Of Dollars For The Commonwealth.

These Tears I'm Wailing, I Spill Not Without Reason. Remove Them, My Dearest Love. Take Me To The Place I've Been Dreaming Of, Where The Grotesquely Lonely Meet The Grotesquely Lonely And They Whisper, Just Very Softly, Please Be Mine, Dearest Love.

You Are A Work Of Art.

I Can Get Incredibly Erotic About Blotting Paper.