The Outcome Of The War Is In

Life And Death Are Balanced As It Were On The Edge Of A Razor

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

After The Event, Even A Fool Is Wise.

I've Finally Tapped Into That Spirit Of Self-destruction That Makes Rock-n-roll The King Of Music!

Rather I'd Choose Laboriously To Bear A Weight Of Woes, And Breathe The Vital Air, A Slave To Some Poor Hind That Toils For Bread, Than Reign The Sceptred Monarch Of The Dead.