Kaos

And lo and behold
From up on high
Where the topless towers of Illium
Touch the sky

Where blood was spilled
And tears were shed
Where lie buried
The uncounted dead

Nothing will this change
As Ages come and go
And the most important lesson
It seems, will be learned ne'er more

For from these blood-soaked beaches
To Olympos' hallowed halls
Man and God may strive to fight
But in the end rules Kaos

Philosophy

Mr. McGrumpus: wen u off ch*t?

The Dragon: maybe an hour or so
maybe half an hour
who knows?
when a man's time is up
go he must
ashes to ashes, dust to dust



Underneath this tough, fierce facade beats the heart of a philosopher.