Envy's A Coal Comes Hissing Hot From

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.

True Faith Nor Biddeth Nor Abideth Form, The Bended Knee, The Eye Uplift; Is All Which Men Need Render; All Which God Can Bear. What To The Faith Are Forms? A Passing Speck, A Crow Upon The Sky.

The Sole Equality On Earth Is Death.

Death Is The Universal Salt Of States; Blood Is The Base Of All Things--law And War.

Fulfill Thy Fate! Be-do-bear-and Thank God.