Life And Death Are Balanced

[i]t Is The Wine That Leads Me On, The Wild Wine That Sets The Wisest Man To Sing At The Top Of His Lungs, Laugh Like A Fool – It Drives The Man To Dancing... It Even Tempts Him To Blurt Out Stories Better Never Told.

Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story Of A Hero.

I Would Rather Be A Serf In A Poor Man's House And Be Above Ground Than Reign Among The Dead.

I War Not With The Dead.

Even His Griefs Are A Joy Long After To One That Remembers All That He Wrought And Endured.