He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall, and the all time winner has got him by the fun.

Give us Direction; the best of goodwill; Put us in touch with fair winds. Sing to us softly, hum the evening's song. Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.

In the beginning Man created God; and in the image of Man created he him. And Man gave unto God a multitude of names, that he might be Lord over the earth when it was suited to man.

In the beginning Man created God: and in the image of Man created he him.

He is the God of nothing, if that is all you can see. He is the God of everything, he's inside you and me.

In your pomp and all your glory, you're a poorer man than me.

A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.