I Want To Be A Work Of

This World Is For Those Who Are Born To Conquer It, Not For Those Who Dream That Are Able To Conquer It, Even If They're Right.

Pg.9 "in My Heart There's A Peaceful Anguish, And My Calm Is Made Of Resignation.

My Soul's The Present Shadow Of A Presence Gone.

And As Well As I Dream, I Reason If I Want, For That's Just Another Kind Of Dream.

Again I See You, But Me I Don't See!, The Magical Mirror In Which I Saw Myself Has Been Broken, And Only A Piece Of Me I See In Each Fatal Fragment - Only A Piece Of You And Me!