The Power Of The People And The

The Statue Of Freedom Has Not Been Cast Yet, The Furnace Is Hot, We Can All Still Burn Our Fingers.

The Stars Are Scattered All Over The Sky Like Shimmering Tears, There Must Be Great Pain In The Eye From Which They Trickled.

I'll Know How To Die With Courage; That Is Easier Than Living.

Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

We Are Always On Stage, Even When We Are Stabbed In Earnest At The End.