Too Much Virtue Can Be Criminal.

Wrinkles On The Brow Are The Imprints Of Exploits.

He Who Ruleth The Raging Of The Sea, Knows Also How To Check The Designs Of The Ungodly. I Submit Myself With Reverence To His Holy Will. O Abner, I Fear My God, And I Fear None But Him.

When Will The Veil Be Lifted That Casts So Black A Night Over The Universe? God Of Israel, Lift At Last The Gloom: For How Long Will You Be Hidden?

Great Crimes Come Never Singly; They Are Linked To Sins That Went Before.

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