Pain, a message to be read in the flesh Tortured is the life flowing down here Beyond the gallows where pleasures are quaint Behind the black shadows is the treasure of the Saints
Sadness, a black jewel to contemplate Despair, a black flag shipped to sink with Beyond the gallows where pleasures are quaint Behind the black shadows is the treasure of the Saints
Hold your breath. Clench your fists And Cross the Gate. We have no fear there...
Dominus illuminatio mea, et salus mea, quem timebo? Dominus defensor vitae meae, a quo trepidabo? Qui tribulant me inimici mei, infirmati sunt, et ceciderunt Dominus illuminatio mea, et salus mea, quem timebo?
Dominus illuminatio mea, et salus mea, quem timebo?
