soul.. death is unfair...that's real pain... ...Remoun you...I'm almost dead... ...I've...I've lost my hope... ...My...my will to live... ...My last farewell...forever...all alone
holds her luck and a memory of feelings impress you All memory are good since you revealed me the looking of my heart for the lost have I complained since you left me all alone
to flee safe in the realm i did create now i am all alone and cold all my integrity has vanished replaced with all the darkness that's crawling inside
Man, the well beloved of Heav'n. Sovereign Father, heavenly King, Thee we now presume to sing; Glad, Thine attributes confess, Glorious all, and numberless. Hail, by all Thy
