Deep within I'm shaken by the violence of existing for only you.

Once there was a darkness, a deep and endless night, you gave me everything you had and oh, you gave me light

You're in the arms of the Angels; may you find some comfort here.

In the arms of the angel, fly away from here....you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.

The more we take, the less we become.

I like the idea that we build up these walls or rules or laws to maintain our reality, and when they fall away, you're left with a whole bunch of illusions.

The night is my companion, and solitude my guide.