Fate Finds For Every Man; His Share

Virtue Proceeds Through Effort.

Know We How Many Tomorrows The Gods Intend For Our Todays.

If God Is Truly God, He Is Perfect, Lacking Nothing.

For The Weariest Road That Man May Wend Is Forth Fromn The Home Of His Father.

Soon All Of You Immortals Will Be As Dead As We Are! Come On Then, What Are You Waiting For? Have You Run Out Of Thunderbolts?