How Vain, Without The Merit, Is The

The Only Monster Here Is The Gambling Monster That Has Enslaved Your Mother, And I Call Him Gamblor!

It's About Time Trees Were Good For Something, Instead Of Just Standing There Like Jerks!

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.

Anger, Which, Far Sweeter Than Trickling Drops Of Honey, Rises In The Bosom Of A Man Like Smoke.

Even The Bravest Cannot Fight Beyond His Power