And last of all comes death.
To-day belongs to me, To-morrow who can tell.
The sea drinks the air and the sun the sea.
Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter.
He who has a mind to fight, let him fight, for now is the time.
War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.