Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
Love me, please, I love you; I can bear to be your friend. So ask of me anything ... I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.
The soul can split the sky in two, and let the face of God shine through.
Love me, please; I love you; I can bear to be your friend. So ask of me anything ... I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.
If I ever said in grief or pride, I tired of honest things, I lied.
Down you mongrel, Death! Back into your kennel!
