To-morrow We Embark Upon The Boundless Sea.

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?

The Journey Is The Thing.

I War Not With The Dead.

The Chance Of War Is Equal, And The Slayer Oft Is Slain.

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