Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we're for the dark So soon, so soon.
There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.
Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.
Sometimes the Earth trembles; sometimes you can feel it breathe.
Sheโll have no lover, for I donโt want her and sheโll see no other.
Cold - cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.