Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister

The Laws Of A State Change With The Changing Times.

Those Who Would Learn Must Suffer. In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Wisdom Comes To Us.

For By The Will Of The Gods Fate Hath Held Sway Since Ancient Days.

A Great Ox Stands On My Tongue.

You Have Been Trapped In The Inescapable Net Of Ruin By Your Own Want Of Sense.