Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They

For Never, Never, Wicked Man Was Wise.

We Mortals Hear Only The News, And Know Nothing At All.

Nobody Gets Into Heaven Without A Glowstick.

Look, I'm Not Asking You To Like Me, I'm Not Asking You To Put Yourself In A Position Where I Can Touch Your Goodies, I'm Just Asking You To Be Fair.

Just Are The Ways Of Heaven; From Heaven Proceed The Woes Of Man: Heaven Doom'd The Greeks To Bleed.