Mastra Bathsheba Liebe
They will surely change tomorrow.
That's why...these feelings... can only disappear aimlessly."
"When the ashes start to rise
And the moon falls from the sky
And a thousand candles burn into the night
When the angels softly cry
On the flames below the sky
Would a thousand souls still pray for you and I?"
“Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.”