Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire.
Believe in love's infinite journey, for it is your own, for you are love. Love is life
There is a King Who is aware of every Mask you put on
I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft.
What is the heart? It is not human and it is not imaginary. I call it you.