Those Who Have Not Found The Heaven

That It Will Never Come Again Is What Makes Life Sweet.

Faith-is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We See Unto The Scene That We Do Not.

Afraid? Of Whom Am I Afraid? Not Death. For Who Is He?

Not Knowing When The Dawn Will Come I Open Every Door.

To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave, But Gallanter, I Know, Who Charge Within The Bosom, The Cavalry Of Woe.