Who Love Too Much, Hate In The

If It Doesn't Have Siamese Twins In A Jar, It Is Not A Fair.

Sing, O Muse, Of The Rage Of Achilles, Son Of Peleus, That Brought Countless Ills Upon The Achaeans.

Not Vain The Weakest, If Their Force Unite.

Even His Griefs Are A Joy Long After To One That Remembers All That He Wrought And Endured.

Rock Stars, Is There Anything They Don't Know?