Dead Men Have No Victory.

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.

I Know Indeed What Evil I Intend To Do, But Stronger Than All My Afterthoughts Is My Fury, Fury That Brings Upon Mortals The Greatest Evils.

The Lucky Person Passes For A Genius.

To The Ignorant, Even The Words Of Wise Seem Foolishness.

The Unrighteous Are Never Really Fortunate.