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When You Resolve To Become Pious, The Devil In Your Nature Cries Out At You, "tread Not Those Paths, O Confused One; Distress And Poverty Will Overcome You. You Will Be Despised, Let Down By Friends, You Will Regret It." Dread Of The Devil Has Bound Their Souls; The Cries Of The Devil Are The Drover Of The Damned; The Call Of The Lord Is A Guardian Of The Saints.

My Heart Is Burning With Love. All I Can See Is This Flame. My Heart Is Burning With Passion, Like Waves On An Ocean. I'm At Home, Wherever I Am. And In The Room Of Lovers, I Can See With Closed Eyes The Beauty That Dances. Behind The Veils, Intoxicated With Love, I Too Dance The Rhythm Of This Moving World.

Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.

Love Cannot Be Learned Or Taught. Love Comes As Grace.

The Agony Of Lovers Burns With The Fire Of Passion. Lovers Leave Traces Of Where They've Been. The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.