Often It Is Fatal To Live Too

There Are No Secrets That Time Does Not Reveal.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?

This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

When Will The Veil Be Lifted That Casts So Black A Night Over The Universe? God Of Israel, Lift At Last The Gloom: For How Long Will You Be Hidden?

Hippolytus Can Feel, And Feels Nothing For Me!