Singing Is The Lowest Form Of Communication.

I Would Rather Be Tied To The Soil As A Serf... Than Be King Of All These Dead And Destroyed.

Proud Is The Spirit Of Zeus-fostered Kings - Their Honor Comes From Zeus, And Zeus, God Of Council, Loves Them.

Thou Wilt Lament Hereafter, When The Evil Shall Be Done And Shall Admit No Cure.

Why, You Could Wake Up Dead Tomorrow

But Sure The Eye Of Time Beholds No Name, So Blest As Thine In All The Rolls Of Fame.