Time Is The Mercy Of

Sleep, Sleep, Beauty Bright,dreaming O'er The Joys Of Night.sleep, Sleep: In Thy Sleeplittle Sorrows Sit And Weep.

Drive Your Cart And Plow Over The Bones Of The Dead.

Celebrate Your Existence!

Excessive Sorrow Laughs. Excessive Joy Weeps.

Listen To The Fool's Reproach! It Is A Kingly Title!