"Your tears are not a sign of weakness. Just faith, guilt or fear revealing its face to the world through yours. No neutral level to be found. Either high up or too far down. We dream of flowers and beautiful sounds as the darkness slips over our world. Birds sing in all different keys, solemn stiff, calm the breeze. Ease the mind oh fill with ease the devil knows nothing of faith. Faith that we have not fully lost we drift by the extensive cost but fight for us, fight for the living. Fight for those lost and those still giving."