For Hades Is Mighty In Calling Men

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

This Is The Law: Blood Spilt Upon The Ground Cries Out For More.

And Now It Goes As It Goes And Where It Ends Is Fate. And Neither By Singeing Flesh Nor Tipping Cups Of Wine Nor Shedding Burning Tears Can You Enchant Away The Rigid Fury.

The Words Of Truth Are Simple.

As Long As There Are Men The Bulwark Is Safe.