We Battle On In Words, As Always,

Strife, Only A Slight Thing When She First Rears Her Head But Her Head Soon Hits The Sky As She Strides Across The Earth.

Immortals Are Never Alien To One Another.

[but] Age, The Common Enemy Of Mankind, Has Laid His Hand Upon You; Would That It Had Fallen Upon Some Other, And That You Were Still Young.

The Rest Were Vulgar Deaths Unknown To Fame.

Here, Therefore, Huge And Mighty Warrior Though You Be, Here Shall You Die.