But When Once The Earth Has Sucked

And One Who Is Just Of His Own Free Will Shall Not Lack For Happiness; And He Will Never Come To Utter Ruin.

The Will Was Of Zeus, The Hand Of Hephaestus.

Everyone, To Those Weaker Than Themselves, Is Kind.

The Field Of Doom Bears Death As Its Harvest.

My Will Is Mine...i Shall Not Make It Soft For You.