A Noble Truth Is A Sacred Creed.

What Did I Owe The Rest Of The World? Nothing.

On The Cliffs Of Your Wild Cat Charms I'm Riding.

Whatever Colors You Have In Your Mind, I'll Show Them To You And You'll See Them Shine.

They Say That Patriotism Is The Last Refuge To Which A Scoundrel Clings Steal A Little And They Throw You In Jail. Steal A Lot And Then They Make You King.

Beyond Here Lies Nothin' But The Mountains Of The Past