I both love and do not love; and am mad and not mad.
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.
My Passion uncontrolled shall rove, Doubly debauched with Wine and Love.
War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.
And last of all comes death.