Who Tracks The Steps Of Glory To

Romances I Ne'er Read Like Those I Have Seen.

Maidens, Like Moths, Are Ever Caught, By Glare, And Mammon Wins His Way Where Seraphs Might Despair.

In Commitment, We Dash The Hopes Of A Thousand Potential Selves.

I Have Not Loved The World, Nor The World Me.

Hearts Will Break - Yet Brokenly, Live On.