Execution Is The Chariot Of Genius.

Mercy Is The Golden Chain By Which Society Is Bound Together.

Can I See A Falling Tear, And Not Feel My Sorrow's Share?

We Are Led To Believe A Lie When We See Not Through The Eye.

Bring Me My Bow Of Burning Gold: Bring Me My Arrows Of Desire: Bring Me My Spear: O Clouds, Unfold! Bring Me My Chariot Of Fire.

He Who Shall Teach The Child To Doubtthe Rotting Grave Shall Ne'er Get Out.