Only Love And Death Will Change All

How Distant I Am From People When I Am With Them, And How Close When They Are Far Away.

For Reason, Ruling Alone, Is A Force Confining; And Passion, Unattended, Is A Flame That Burns To Its Own Destruction.

You, The Strong, Have I Loved, Though The Marks Of Your Iron Hoofs Are Yet Upon My Flesh.

The Deeper That Sorrow Carves Into Your Being, The More Joy You Can Contain.

Then It Is Also In My Heart To Be Worthy Of Your Hate.