Aufwachen / Waking Dämmerung / Dawn Herrlich / Delightful Licht / Light Müde / Weary Nacht / Night Tod / Death Unto Wahrheit / Truth
My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night.
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.
We're just delighted that management has come around to my way of thinking.
Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.
All of us have the same thing coming - death. It's waiting. But I don't want to go. I want to live to be 102!
I spent two years day and night in that studio trying to learn what the hell was going on.
I never made a damn dime until I started doing what I wanted.
As life has a way of unfolding as it is meant to, I have learned to trust life.
Not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, does the enlightened man dislike to wade into its waters.
