I Heard The Tongues Of Angels And

God Is In Heaven, And We All Want What's His. But Power And Greed And Corruptible Seed Seem To Be All That There Is.

Night Can Swallow You Up, Yet None Of It Touches You. Around Any Corner, There's A Promise Of Something Daring And Ideal And Things Are Just Getting Going. There's Something Obscenely Joyful Behind Every Door, Either That Or Somebody Crying With Their Head In In Their Hands. A Lazy Rhythm Looms In The Dreamy Air And The Atmosphere Pulsates With Bygone Duels, Past-life Romance, Comrades Requesting Comrades To Aid Them In Some Way. You Can't See It, But You Know It's There

You Will Find God In The Church Of Your Choice.

No Reason To Get Excited,' The Thief, He Kindly Spoke, There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke.

Happiness Is Not On My List Of Priorities. I Just Deal With Day-to-day Things. If I'm Happy, I'm Happy – And If I'm Not, I Don't Know The Difference... Knowing That You Are The Person You Were Put On This Earth To Be – That's Much More Important Than Just Being Happy.