Slight Not What's Near Through Aiming At

The Mob Gets Out Of Hand, Runs Wild, Worse Than Raging Fire, While The Man Who Stands Apart Is Called A Coward.

Danger Gleams Like Sunshine To A Brave Man's Eyes.

Blood Streams In Sacrifice; Yet Anguish Finds No Cure.

But Learn That To Die Is A Debt We Must All Pay.

Waste Not Fresh Tears Over Old Griefs.