He Who Cannot Love Must Learn To

All Theory, My Friend, Is Grey, But Green Is Life's Glad Golden Tree.

My Poor Head Is In Such A Whirl, My Mind Is All In Bits.

I Bid The Chords Sweet Music Make, And All Must Follow In My Wake.

I Am Part Of The Part That Once Was Everything, Part Of The Darkness Which Gave Birth To Light… Mephistopheles, From Faust.

The Evil One Has Left, The Evil Ones Remain. [ger., Den Bosen Sind Sie Los, Die Bosen Sind Geblieben.]