But Still The Block Of Vengeance Firm

This Is The Law: Blood Spilt Upon The Ground Cries Out For More.

And Though All Streams Flow From A Single Course To Cleanse The Blood From Polluted Hand, They Hasten On Their Course In Vain.

For This Our Task Hath Fate Spun Without Fail To Last For Ever Sure, That We On Man Weighed Down With Deeds Of Hate Should Follow Till The Earth His Life Immure. Nor When He Dies Can He Boast Of Being Truly Free.

Unjustly Men Hate Death, Which Is The Greatest Defence Against Their Many Ills.

On Him Who Wields Power Gently, The God Looks Favorably From Afar.