When A Match Has Equal Partners Then

For A Single Path Leads To The House Of Hades.

Sweet Is A Grief Well Ended.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

When A Man Dies, Flesh Is Frayed And Broken In The Fire, But Not His Will.

I Pray The Gods Will Give Me Some Relief And End This Weary Job. One Long Full Year I've Been Lying Here, On This Rooftop, The Palace Of The Sons Of Atreus, Resting On My Arms, Just Like A Dog. I've Come To Know The Night Sky, Every Star, The Powers We See Glittering In The Sky, Bringing Winter And Summer To Us All, As The Constellations Rise And Sink.