The Rumble Of The Life Outside Was

If I Was Bound For Hell, Let It Be Hell. No More False Heaven. No More Damned Magic.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

She’ll Have No Lover, For I Don’t Want Her And She’ll See No Other.

No Past To Make Us Sentimental, No Future To Embarrass Us...a Difficult Moment When You Are Out Of Practice - A Moment That Makes You Go Cold, Cold And Wary.

I Often Want To Cry. That Is The Only Advantage Women Have Over Men — At Least They Can Cry.