Nature Is The Art Of God.

Many Have Justice In Their Hearts, But Slowly It Is Let Fly, For It Comes Not Without Council To The Bow.

As Phantoms Frighten Beasts When Shadows Fall.

Heat Cannot Be Separated From Fire, Or Beauty From The Eternal.

I Wept Not — So To Stone I Grew Within.

These Dwell Among The Blackest Souls,loaded Down Deep By Sins Of Differing Types.if You Sink Far Enough,you'll See Them All.