Of Men Who Have A Sense Of

The Chance Of War Is Equal, And The Slayer Oft Is Slain.

Two Friends, Two Bodies With One Soul Inspired.

Let Him Submit To Me! Only The God Of Death Is So Relentless, Death Submits To No One—so Mortals Hate Him Most Of All The Gods. Let Him Bow Down To Me! I Am The Greater King, I Am The Elder-born, I Claim—the Greater Man.

By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

A Man's Life Breath Cannot Come Back Again-- No Raiders In Force, No Trading Brings It Back, Once It Slips Through A Man's Clenched Teeth.