I Have Known Many Who Could Not

I Drink For The Thirst To Come.

Fate Leads The Willing, And Th' Unwilling Draws.

Bottle, Whose Mysterious Deep Do's Ten Thousand Secrets Keep, With Attentive Ear I Wait; Ease My Mind, And Speak My Fate.

Ha! For A Divine And Lordly Manor, There Is Nothing Like Solid Ground.

Half The World Does Not Know How The Other Half Lives.