If Not Yet Lost To All The

Restrain Yourself... And Gloat In Silence. I'll Have No Jubilation Here. It Is An Impious Thing To Exult Over The Slain.

Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story Of A Hero.

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

Shame Is No Comrade For The Poor, I Weet.

The Rule Of The Many Is Not Well. One Must Be Chief In War And One The King.