What Greater Glory Attends A Man Than

And Now I'm Using Sarcasm, To Confess The Whole Thing So Later I Could Say I Already Told You.

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

Come, Weave Us A Scheme So I Can Pay Them Back! Stand Beside Me, Athena, Fire Me With Daring, Fierce As The Day We Ripped Troy's Glittering Crown Of Towers Down. Stand By Me - Furious Now As Then, My Bright-eyed One - And I Would Fight Three Hundred Men, Great Goddess, With You To Brace Me, Comrade-in-arms In Battle!

I'm Not A Bath Man Myself. More Of A Cologne Man.

Nay If Even In The House Of Hades The Dead Forget Their Dead, Yet Will I Even There Be Mindful Of My Dear Comrade.