Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.

Parting is all we know of heaven
And all we need of hell

My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

Let this hell be our heaven.

That Love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love

Separate we come and separate we go, And this, be it known, is all that we know.

That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.

Knowing heaven is what heals us on earth.

Wherefore, since nothing but blows will do, for God's sake let us come to a final separation.

Every thing that is right or natural pleads for separation. The blood of the slain, the weeping voice of nature cries, 'tis time to part.

Hell is being alive, and being alive is all there is.

Everything that is right or reasonable pleads for separation. The blood of the slain, the weeping voice of nature cries, 'tis time to part.

Here we suffer grief and pain, Here we meet to part again; In Heaven we part no more.

Truly, life is hell and death's rough hand our only deliverance.