The Anvil Of Justice Is Planted Firm,

Once To Die Is Better Than Length Of Days In Sorrow Without End.

It Is An Easy Thing For One Whose Foot Is On The Outside Of Calamity To Give Advice And To Rebuke The Sufferer.

The Power That Holds The Sky's Majesty Wins Our Worship.

But Who Can Describe The Overweening Pride Of Men? Or Women Mad With Passion, Reckless In Their Hearts, Soulmates To Every Kind Of Ruin That Befalls Us? Wild Passion, Unrestrained, Boundless, That Overcomes The Women, Perverts The Yoke Of Wedlock For Beasts And Men Alike.

Justice Turns The Scale, Bringing To Some Learning Through Suffering.