Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods.
A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else.
The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, suffering, and struggle.
If slavery is not wrong, nothing is wrong.
The world speaks to me in colors, my soul answers in music.
The years teach much which the days never know.
Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods.
A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else.
The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, suffering, and struggle.
If slavery is not wrong, nothing is wrong.
The world speaks to me in colors, my soul answers in music.
The years teach much which the days never know.