One, two, three, what's the nicest thing you see? It's me!

Fortune favors the bold.

Surely here on out, from now until the end. Hell will always follow me, even when I’m dead.

Dear God, I've come to repent my sins. Let your blood wash me clean for I'm I'm, I'm, I'm a rotten girl.

Panic, in static, out-manic. Don't you find it all romantic, the way things used to be? Classic, ecstatic, it's magic. To trip the light fantastic, repеat it after me!

Thirsty? Ugh, so corny!

A disappointment to your family and now to me.

Embrace 'new life' Pollux.

Why not let me win? You can't dodge forever.

It followed me home, Cesar.

You're tailor-made for this era with an appearance of vulnerability fooled by this truthful acting your heart beats so very loudly.

I will walk with you, watch over you, and guide you on your path.

One, two, three, what's the nicest thing you see? It's me!

I shall have my final bath. . . In warm and radiant gold.

Retry now, we can't get together this run either. Promise me, if you lie, you’ll stick a needle in your eye

Without risk. . . How does one expect to win?

Every petal in life's garden. . . Will be swept away. . . by the wind of time.

One step left now, it's almost time.

Come now, step into the board.

* DETERMINATION.