Whenever A Man Makes Haste, God Too

Chorus: Zeus, Who Guided Men To Think Who Laid It Down That Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering. Still There Drips In Sleep Against The Heart Grief Of Memory; Against Our Pleasure We Are Temperate.

When A Man Dies, Flesh Is Frayed And Broken In The Fire, But Not His Will.

Every Ruler Is Harsh Whose Laws Is New.

Success! To Thee, As To A God, Men Bend The Knee.

Beyond Age, Leaf Withered, Man Goes Three Footed No Stronger Than A Child Is, A Dream That Falters In Daylight.