In the rites, the truth does not transmute without ceasing. Mysteries in action, secular fire. Impossible to confuse the enormous confusion. How much is a man worth when there is no courage? An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. You walked without speaking, you lived and when you lived there are no words left, only sensation. For the grace of the Lord, do not say it. The sky can fall and the blue turn gray. An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. An illusion is drawn on your face. An illusion is drawn on your face. An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. An illusion is drawn on your face. The hope of a sacred heart. The hope of a sacred heart. The hope of a sacred heart. The hope of a sacred heart. The hope of a sacred heart.