In Our Rags Of Light, All Dressed

You Who Wish To Conquer Pain, You Must Learn What Makes One Kind.

You Win A While, And Then It’s Done - Your Little Winning Streak.

I Always Felt I Was Scraping The Bottom Of The Barrel Trying To Get A Song Together.

Nothing Can Stop You From Thinking. The Human Mind Is Designed To Think Continually.

Your Servant Here, He Has Been Told To Say It Clear, To Say It Cold: It's Over, It Ain't Going Any Further And Now The Wheels Of Heaven Stop You Feel The Devil's Riding Crop Get Ready For The Future: It Is Murder