I Was Almost Always True

Memories, Pressed Between The Pages Of My Mind. Memories, Sweetened Through The Ages Just Like Wine.

If You're Smart, You'll Think Twice, When They Start To Sound Off With Advice.

I Feel My Temperature Rising. Help Me, I'm Flaming, I Must Be A Hundred And Nine.

I'm Evil, My Middle Name Is Misery. Well, I'm Evil, So Don't Mess Around With Me.

To Judge A Man By His Weakest Link Or Deed Is Like Judging The Power Of The Ocean By One Wave.