A Pure Heart, Open To

For The Thirst To Possess Your Love, Is Worth My Blood A Hundred Times.

In The House Of Lovers, The Music Never Stops, The Walls Are Made Of Songs & The Floor Dances

Be Watchful - The Grace Of God Appears Suddenly. It Comes Without Warning To An Open Heart.

We Can't Find The Truth Listening To Our Own Voice's Echo. We Can Find Ourselves Only In Someone's Mirror

The Soul Is Here For Its Own Joy.