Oh God, make me good, but not yet.

You give up your future, lose your dreams, are stained with despair . . . Yet at the same time you shake off your past, fight reality, and never lose your nobility.

Yes ...I am a demon. There's no way I could understand my prey, a human's sense of taste. What I understand is...only the taste of a human's soul.

Heaven? That has no hold over me.

She don't say a word, and she won't say a word until you kiss the girl.

Wouldn't it be good to forget everything even if it's just for tonight? Indulge in pleasure... breathe a sweet poison deep into your lungs.

Of course, you always give 100 percent, but at a home race you're always more motivated, simply because you feel at home.