“Ens mantindrem fidels per sempre més al servei d'aquest poble”
“I'm afraid of an extra facein the mirror and suddennights with voices, the deepcertainty of things.(from Parca)”
“TreeI dreamt you invisible majestyhovering above the face of all things.Rooted in the pain of ash,mere man, I bore you, sepulchre,dead father, silently, within,called out to you the windswept wordsof lost millennia, words that kindle rage.You never answered me. You left mefearing night, hidden fire, leaping flame,tree God in the night.”