To Love Is Human. To Feel Pain

Everything Is Emptiness. Everything Else, Accidental. Emptiness Brings Peace To Your Loving. Everything Else, Disease. In This World Of Trickery, Emptiness Is What Your Soul Wants.

A Heart Filled With Love Is Like A Phoenix That No Cage Can Imprison.

Stars Burn Clear All Night Till Dawn. Do That Yourself, And A Spring Will Rise In The Dark With Water Your Deepest Thirst Is For.

You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No One Sees You.

Every Bird Will Follow It's Specie.