Evil, Be Thou My Good.

So On This Windy Sea Of Land, The Fiend Walked Up And Down Alone Bent On His Prey.

I Sung Of Chaos And Eternal Night, Taught By The Heav'nly Muse To Venture Down The Dark Descent, And Up To Reascend.

Peace Hath Her Victories, No Less Renowned Than War.

Gratitude Bestows Reverence, Allowing Us To Encounter Everyday Epiphanies.

Mutual Love, The Crown Of All Our Bliss.