The Sin Is In Our

We Are Always On Stage, Even When We Are Stabbed In Earnest At The End.

Germany Is Now A Field Of Cadavers, Soon She Will Be A Paradise.

The Breath Of An Aristocrat Is The Death Rattle Of Freedom.

Freedom And Whores Are The Most Cosmopolitan Items Under The Sun.

Only One Thing Abides: An Infinite Beauty That Passes From Form To Form, Eternally Changed And Revealed Afresh.