Backworld Lake Of Ice
Shame is Prides cloak
Prisons are built with stones of Law
Brothels with bricks of Religion
The pride of the peacock is the glory of God
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God
The nakedness of women is the work of God
Excess of sorrow laughs, excess of joy weeps
The roaring of lions
The howling of wolves
The raging of the stormy sea
And the destructive sword
Are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man
The fox condemns the trap, not himself
Joys impregnate, sorrows bring forth