I Love My Friends Neither With My

As You Start To Walk On The Way, The Way Appears.

A True Lover Is Proved Such By His Pain Of Heart! No Sickness Is There Like Sickness Of Heart!!!

What Strange Beings We Are! That Sitting In Hell At The Bottom Of The Dark, We're Afraid Of Our Own Immortality.

We Are The Mirror, As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. Soul Of The World, No Life, Nor World Remain, No Beautiful Women And Men Longing. Only This Ancient Love Circling The Holy Black Stone Of Nothing. Where The Lover Is The Loved, The Horizon And Everything Within It.

I Am So Close, I May Look Distant. So Completely Mixed With You, I May Look Separate. So Out In The Open, I Appear Hidden. So Silent, Because I Am Constantly Talking With You.