Stand Firm As The Tower That Never

He Loves But Little Who Can Say And Count In Words, How Much He Loves.

He Is Not Always At Ease Who Laughs.

But If, As Morning Rises, Dreams Are True.

You Can Stay And Die Or You Can Walk Your Ugly Ass Back Through That Gate. It's Your Call, Pal.

Be Like A Solid Tower Whose Brave Height Remains Unmoved By All The Winds That Blow; The Man Who Lets His Thoughts Be Turned Aside By One Thing Or Another, Will Lose Sight Of His True Goal, His Mind Sapped Of Its Strength.