A Gun Is Not A Weapon! It's

Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story Of A Hero.

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.

Do Not Mourn The Dead With The Belly.

All The Survivors Of The War Had Reached Their Homes And So Put The Perils Of Battle And The Sea Behind Them.

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?