Hass / Hate Jene / Those Schlafen / Sleep Tod / Death Wenig / Little
And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses.
Elevate those guns a little lower.
He whom all hate all wish to see destroyed.
Life is never easy for those who dream.
Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand.
Hate is not the opposite of love; apathy is.
To some extent I liken slavery to death.
We never repent of having eaten too little.
And my little sister died when she was 16.
