Only in silence the word,                                        
only in dark the light,                                                                                    
only in dying life:                                                              
bright the hawk's flight                                           
on the empty sky.                                                      
                         -------- The Creation of Èa             
 
                                                                                                
'my wings are broken, 
they will always be broken.                                                                                                                              
They are the scar of my past ,                                        
and they will never be fixed .
And i will die over and over again,                                                    
until i love my love again.'   
                                 ------------- Angel Rosa Marie Maria Shadows Roxus