I Am Alone In Possessing A Key

A Man Who Wants To Mutilate Himself Is Certainly Damned, Isn't He?

Whose Hearts Must I Break? What Lies Must I Maintain? - Through Whose Blood Am I To Wade ?

What An Old Maid I'm Getting To Be. Lacking The Courage To Be In Love With Death!

The Northern Lights Rise Like A Kiss To The Sea

I Shed More Tears Than God Could Ever Have Required.