Be Like The Flower, Turn

In The Depth Of My Soul There Is A Wordless Song.

The Wolves Prey Upon The Lambs In The Darkness Of The Night, But The Blood Stains Remain Upon The Stones In The Valley Until The Dawn Comes, And The Sun Reveals The Crime To All.

Your Soul Is Oftentimes A Battlefield, Upon Your Reason And Your Judgment Wage War Against Your Passion And Your Appetite.

The Best Of Man Is He Who Blushes When You Praise Him And Remains Silent When You Defame Him.

True Love Cannot Be Found Where It Truly Does Not Exist, Nor Can It Be Hidden Where It Truly Does. Anonymous Love Possesses Not Nor Would It Be Possessed; For Love Is Sufficient Unto Love.