Make Me Immortal With A Kiss.

Our Swords Shall Play The Orators For Us.

It Lies Not In Our Power To Love Or Hate, For Will In Us Is Overruled By Fate.

Why Should You Love Him Whom The World Hates So? Because He Love Me More Than All The World.

The Stars Move Still, Time Runs, The Clock Will Strike

What Art Thou Faustus, But A Man Condemned To Die?