All God's Angels Come To Us Disguised.

Ye Come And Go Incessant; We Remain Safe In The Hallowed Quiets Of The Past; Be Reverent, Ye Who Flit And Are Forgot, Of Faith So Nobly Realized As This.

Safe In The Hallowed Quiets Of The Past.

The Surest Plan To Make A Man Is, Think Him So.

Behind The Dim Unknown, Standeth God With The Shadow, Keeping Watch Above His Own.

Granting Our Wish Is One Of Fate's Saddest Jokes.