Fear Of Change Perplexes Monarchs.

Spirits That Live Throughout, Vital In Every Part, Not As Frail Man, In Entrails, Heart Or Head, Liver Or Reins, Cannot But By Annihilating Die.

It Were A Journey Like The Path To Heaven, To Help You Find Them.

Mutual Love, The Crown Of All Our Bliss.

In Dim Eclipse, Disastrous Twilight Sheds On Half The Nations, And With Fear Of Change Perplexes Monarchs.

Ease Would Recant Vows Made In Pain, As Violent And Void.