eye of a needle I'll hold you in veneration I'll go through the eye of a needle I will I'll go through the eye of a needle I'll hold you in veneration
: I dream a new name I don't care about anyone The herd laughed at my writing My dream writing I write no more But I still dream I write no more
A whirlwind. You will reap a whirlwind. Rise up, and mould the spearhead. The world wants war. So you fluttered but still haven't flown. You will reap a
: The crown or cross inspires belief A condesuous sun glows On a cloud of night The beckoning moves My father spoke to me of rivers Of which he never