Whatever Tears One May Shed, In The

God Will Forgive Me. It's His Job.

Christ Rode On An Ass, But Now Asses Ride On Christ.

So We Keep Asking, Over And Over,until A Handful Of Earthstops Our Mouths -but Is That An Answer?

Every Woman Is The Gift Of A World To Me.

Das War Ein Vorspeil Nur; That Was Only A Prelude; Dort Wo Man Buecher Verbrennt, Where One Burns Books, Vebrennt Man Auch Am Ende One Will Also Burn People Menchen. Eventually.