The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.

Everyone's saved, we're in the grave. See you there for afternoon tea.

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

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

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.

Ages passed I knew at last my life had never been.

We'll have Superman for President, let Robin save the day.