PAIN IS NOTHING.....
BUT TO FEEL NOTHING IS PAIN.....
Through me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye:
Justice the founder of my fabric moved:
To rear me was the task of power divine:
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love:
Before me things create were none, save things:
Eternal, and eternal I shall endure:
All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
" Tis always better to avenge
dear ones than to indulge in mourning,
for every one of us, living in this world
means waiting for our end.
Let whoever can, win glory before death.
When a warrior is gone, that will
be his best and only bulwark."
(BEOWULF line:1384-89)
In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead
shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen.
ASHES TO ASHES, DUST TO DUST
Does thou wishes for eternal life?