A Hunter Of Shadows, Himself A Shade.

And Here I Am Using My Own Lungs Like A Sucker.

And Bear Unmov'd The Wrongs Of Base Mankind, The Last, And Hardest, Conquest Of The Mind.

See Now, How Men Lay Blame Upon Us Gods For What Is After All Nothing But Their Own Folly.

No Tv And No Beer Makes Homer Something Something.

We Got A Little Rule Back Home: If It's Brown, Drink It Down. If It's Black, Send It Back.