like a moth to a flame Icarus lost his life lusting after the power of light like a moth to a flame remember the light will burn wax...

The raven No more Flew the coup Flew the cuckoo's nest Crazy No more Dark No more Dense No more Hark the raven No more no more This is...

you do not give the present the opportunity to become your future when you project the past onto It - Tanya Master