This Cruel Age Has Deflected Me.

And You Know, I Agree To Everything: I Will Condemn, I Will Forget, I Will Give Comfort To The Enemy, Darkness Will Be Light And Sin Lovely.

You Will Hear Thunder And Remember Me, And Think: She Wanted Storms.

It Is Unbearably Painful For The Soul To Love Silently.

Rising From The Past, My Shadow Is Running In Silence To Meet Me.

It Was A Time When Only The Dead Smiled, Happy In Their Peace.