Those Who Gave Away Their Wings Are

My Bits Of Time Play With Eternity.

I Believe That The Soul Consists Of Its Sufferings. For The Soul That Cures Its Own Sufferings Dies.

I Have Come One Step Away From Everything. And Here I Stay, Far From Everything, One Step Away.

My Final Belief Is Suffering. And I Begin To Believe That I Do Not Suffer.

He Who Has Made A Thousand Things And He Who Has Made None, Both Feel The Same Desire: To Make Something.