Ares Ever Loves To Pluck All The

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

If You Are Not Envied, You Are Not Enviable.

I Pray The Gods Will Give Me Some Relief And End This Weary Job. One Long Full Year I've Been Lying Here, On This Rooftop, The Palace Of The Sons Of Atreus, Resting On My Arms, Just Like A Dog. I've Come To Know The Night Sky, Every Star, The Powers We See Glittering In The Sky, Bringing Winter And Summer To Us All, As The Constellations Rise And Sink.

Misfortune Wandering The Same Track Lights Now Upon One And Now Upon Another.

Who Holds A Power But Newly Gained Is Ever Stern Of Mood.