Keep your heart strong and steady like your hand upon the string
Never bow to a tyrant while your people are laid low
For the highest head may fall to the man who wields a bow."
It's not. In fact, it's the only language they understand. They're cowards at heart, and need to work themselves up into a mob frenzy to feel big. Make them regret it and you'll never hear from them again.
It's not. In fact, it's the only language they understand. They're cowards at heart, and need to work themselves up into a mob frenzy to feel big. Make them regret it and you'll never hear from them again.
I wish for it to go forth and multiply.
I wish for it to go forth and multiply.