I Say No Wealth Is Worth My

Tell Me, O Muse, Of Travellers Far And Wide

Ruin, Eldest Daughter Of Zeus, She Blinds Us All, That Fatal Madness—she With Those Delicate Feet Of Hers, Never Touching The Earth, Gliding Over The Heads Of Men To Trap Us All. She Entangles One Man, Now Another.

And Woe Succeeds Woe.

Rock Stars, Is There Anything They Don't Know?

I War Not With The Dead.