Every Moment, A Voice, Out Of This

Come To The Root Of The Root Of Your Self

To Love Is To Be God. Never Will A Lover's Chest Feel Any Sorrow. Never Will A Lover's Robe Be Touched By Mortals. Never Will A Lover's Body Be Found Buried In The Earth. To Love Is To Be God.

A Mountain Keeps An Echo Deep Inside Itself. That's How I Hold Your Voice.

Raise Your Words, Not Your Voice.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.