To Know How To Think

In The Very Corner Of My Soul There Is An Altar To A Different God.

In Any Spirit That Isn't Deformed There Is The Belief In God. In Any Spirit That Is Not Deformed There Isn't The Belief In A Particular God.

The Human Soul Is An Abyss

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

Lord, May The Pain Be Ours, And The Weakness That It Brings, But At Least Give Us The Strength, Of Not Showing It To Anyone!